Yelling at a screen after-hours With old friends and passersby
Getting drunk in desperation And hooking up with a boy I didn't know at all After smoking a jointswith a boy outside Who I cared to get to know, quite a bit
Dancing around the house that I couldn't have known Would become a strange sort of home; Covered in candle wax and visions of Depropheria With brand new, beautiful friends
Neck craning upwards in the Grove of Titans: the closest thing to God on Earth
New beginnings and transient visions of forever On a magical bus ride to New York City
Making love for the first time in my bed, Our bodies joining and intertwining while My future slept on the couch downstairs
A teary goodbye and a journey to a lakeside In the middle of the night where that future, Which blew through like a whirlwind of a summer storm, Was foreshadowed once again
Empty bottles lining your counter and you Tearing down, just before leaving, All my fences too
Making love for the last time in your bed Right before the bubble of us popped, Leaving me only with a bowl of soapy water And a bendy straw: so many New chances ahead
A whole community: the family to get me through That love just passed and the happy moments too- Falling asleep next to someone new And clinking glasses on the dock With a vegan pizza to top it off
The final falling apart of April to August And a new heartbeat pulsing in The quiet spaces between my fingers
Trying a new drug at the top of a tree And laughing all through the journey, The LSD nothing and your friendship everything
Flickering fluorescent lights reminding me Of all I've lost; of all I've gained In this beautiful year Of 2013
Each stanza represents a month; the poem represents the year