Madness

Never
apologize
for feeling too
recklessly,

the greatest lessons
are
always
learned
through

Madness

Just know...
He’s had lives & loves before you
Remember that when the bricklayer or the mechanic
Asks for your hand
You’ll receive one flower
Instead of a dozen roses
Picked on his way home
Handwritten notes in your shoes
Instead of Hallmark greetings
Elaborate dinners cooked by him
Where he said he’d clean
Afterwards
But didn’t
Spur of the moment
Road trips
Instead of planned vacations
The opening of windows
For the springtime thunderstorms
Listening to the beat of his heart
While the rain drops
Drip
Drip
I
N
T
O
The drain
He’ll write you with jazz playing
Wine in his bottle
Records in his head
Absorbing you into his world
And if he dies before you
And you bury him
And you mourn over him
Lasting for years
Remember his flower
His notes written just for you
And if you see his ghost
Haunting you
Then the Poet
Has fallen forever for
...You...

I am no better or less
than the person next to me
and I will never strive to be
better than them
only better than I was
yesterday
last week
or last year
I will push myself
with all my might
and reach the greatest heights
but never because I was
simply privileged
or “better”
only because I’ve worked
every moment
of everyday for it