the words i wish i could’ve said burn the most
how sweet it is
to slip into the embrace of indifference
replace anger with guilt
drown slowly

Love is
      never a question.  

               If you
              have  to
                   ask
         "Am I in love?"  
            you aren't.  

                  Wait
            for someone
         who  makes  you
                    feel
               so in love
                     that
           by comparison
      everyone before them
                      felt
              like nothing.  

                    And
          I  still  can't  co­unt
            all  the  reasons
                   why I'm
               madly  in  love
                    with you.  

                    We fall
                 in with love
          with people's flaws;  
                The perfect
            person would be
                 impossible
                     to love.
                                                           ­                               Jon York   2019

Tease my tongue with yours
so I may savour your poetry
sipped sweet from your lips

Let it flow in verses
as kisses lingering in
our memories forever.

Tattoo it in caresses
on pristine pages
of my skin.

Then I will slip from
verses of fantasy
into your arms.

Tobias

If I keep searching for answers
I’ll lose myself

Four hours is a funny thing.
In four hours,
I can earn 48 dollars,
or I can shower and make breakfast
while flipping through the pages
of old books
and sipping my bitter coffee.
Four hours...
I suppose some could
save a life or maybe the world
in four hours.
But I cannot.

I can make 48 dollars,
or I can stare at the ceiling
and maybe think big thoughts
and not do much of anything
in four hours.

Of poetry
and prose
his words
remind me
Every time
we talk
I bloom
like a rose

Little did I
know
I was having
the
time of my
life.

I’ve discovered my strange passion for whack a mole
And mind you, I’m the mole
Whacked away
To the point that I’m buried deep deep under
And the saddest part is?
I’m also the one doing the whacking