You don't want to fall into a hole,
not with me anyways.
Too tight. Dark.

Fear not.
Our pieces don't fit in
any hole I know.

You'll fall in a hole
one day - your version of one -
because you really love her.

Holes aren't so bad.
Seeds fall into holes
and then flowers bloom.

It wasn’t my intention
to collect your love
and place it on a shelf.

The dust makes you sneeze,
and I’m sorry, I’ve just
been busy.

It takes a lot
for me to climb my step stool
to break up

the cobwebs that
have settled on you
and Paul and Chris and Jake.