Another place
Another time
It is I who holds
the picket sign

No more nights
No more days
If you keep up
Your wretched ways

No more nights
No more days
My little picket
Sign would say

You took what's mine
And made it yours
But my demise
Will be your loss

I gave you life
As mine fades grey
An end will come
And with me shall you lay

Love,
Mother Nature.

I sleep closer
to the edge of the bed
so I don't see the space
you've left behind

I dive deeper
in my fantasy
to push you further
into the back of my mind.

I watch the waves
rollover each other
and try not to envision
our own destructive habit.

I fight these memories
in my head
bottle-bottoms harness strength
for me to brave it.

In time I'll walk
back on dry land
and a path of my own
I'll try to find.

If only I can wipe you off,
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

I worked.
I played.
I learned.
I taught.

I gave.
I took.
I apologized,
Forgave and forgot.

I blinked.
I blinked.
Oh no, I blinked.
Where is my twenty thirteen?

I drown myself with
Everything but love
Tell myself
I don't need you
Truth is
I don't
Yet our realities are
Self fabricated
And in my reality
I do
Need you

Every word accompanied
By ear pleasing sound
My mind slithers back
To thoughts of you
You. You. You.
But the truth will set in
And it'll pull me back to
Logic-constructed reality
I don't need you
Not till I think
I do
Need you