I moved
partly I suppose
to surround myself with
new things
to write about.
I miss
the foothills
the yuba
all my friends
and lovers.
Is that it?
have I doomed myself to write
about what I've left behind?
I close my eyes to the Rockies
and I see the foothills.
I close my eyes to the ski resort
and I see the bakery.
I close my eyes to the girl on the bus
and I see eight girls who probably didn't like me anyway.
I haven't asked for a coworkers number,
i call
the girl I fell most in love with,
she's even further away now.
my sheets are new,
not broken in, stiff yet soft.
my name tag reads
Nolan Fillman
Grass Valley California
people ask me where that is and I've lied every time
Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 9:10 PM UTC
I moved
partly I suppose
to surround myself with
new things
to write about.
I miss
the foothills
the yuba
all my friends
and lovers.
Is that it?
have I doomed myself to write
about what I've left behind?
I close my eyes to the Rockies
and I see the foothills.
I close my eyes to the ski resort
and I see the bakery.
I close my eyes to the girl on the bus
and I see eight girls who probably didn't like me anyway.
I haven't asked for a coworkers number,
i call
the girl I fell most in love with,
she's even further away now.
my sheets are new,
not broken in, stiff yet soft.
my name tag reads
Nolan Fillman
Grass Valley California
people ask me where that is and I've lied every time
