the Sunflowers are thriving
little suns bathing in starlight

the lambs are bleating
along with mothers

a seperation of market
florist or butcher

hunting down words
mashing together

a mouthful
of grits

saliva discovery
washing down

you can be in love in the snow
in love in the rain
you can be in love in sunshine
in love in the shadows

Time! Time! Time !
The great eraser of me

Watch ! . . .  as I pace  
this cage of days
that is leeching me

I was the fool . . .
nothing was ever going to
placate me

Just look around !
The walls are bare
There are boxes of pictures
that will never get their chance to stare

Huh !
Time . . . the great eraser
of me


https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=l2cXXdCIClI&si=gmIFFxqNLcJUS1Bk

I can’t see a life after you—
with another man.

Even though there’s another boy,
he’s immature compared to me.
I think that’s what
the cards were trying to say.

And if I return
to this marriage with you,
the package will be complete again—
the church,
your family—

and most likely,
I won’t want any of it.
I’ll only want
you.

Maybe this is all
a great illusion of mine—
a dependent heart’s story
I tell myself
just to ease the ache.

But I have been praying.
And I want to believe
God is answering—
giving me wisdom,
guidance,
clarity.

That our marriage
still has a purpose.
That we
still have a story
left to tell.

The bus
won't wait
for you,
if you are
running late.

Too late.
The bus is now
too far.
The bus
didn't wait
for you.
Who
do you think
you are?

Hi!
I’m so glad you reached out—
it’s been far too long
since we last spoke.

Yes, let’s watch the movie.
I love the idea!

It’s okay not to be okay right now—
we’ll get through this together.

Today,
we can take care of our feet
if we want to be ballerinas.
No one will stop us.

Write to me again soon.
I miss you.

P.S. I love you.

It’s hard to stay away
When she keeps
Crawling back
Building this up
From the ground
Only to tear it
Back down
Light it on fire
And say I ruin everything