Well,
thank you for sharing
your poetry
with me
It's very...
good
in a way
And I understand
who you are now
You spill it
out
And I see
your heartbreak
all over
these pages
on the web
where no one
else among
your friends
will ever find them
And I respect
how vulnerable
you're willing
to be
But
I have a question
This girl
you write about
Do you still
love her?
And
before you answer
Remember
all the feelings you've
had almost ******
into you
this last year
to the point where
you have to
spill everything
out like this
Because
I don't want
to feel that way
about you
if you're just going to
break my heart too

So I'm going to a soccer game tonight
And I was looking at you on facebook
Earlier today
And you don't have to go, of course, you know
But it might be fun if you did

And me and my friend
The one with the same name as me
We're going to a party later, after the game
And you don't have to go, of course, you know
But it might be fun if you did

Want to go?
And
Sorry
If I'm a creep

I would wait forever
While you're off on this journey of yours
How many men will you go through
How many hearts will you break
Will you remember my love for you
And will you be home before dark?

I wait patiently beside the door
I heard the engine running outside
When will she knock?
There is no knock

I make myself a drink
It occupies my mind for a moment

I think I hear something
Could have been her car door
I head toward the front
Still no knock

I unlock the door
Lay down to wait on the couch
Perhaps if I drift off
She'll join me sweetly as I rest

I slipped on the curb
Rolled on the ground
Caught my fingers in the drain
And there they go
A trolley rolled by
Severed my legs
Reached out to save them
Instead, my arms joined them

For years I struggled
To tailor my look
To match what's inside
What a relief
On this beautiful day
By no effort of mine
I look like me

When I write about love,
I'm writing about you
Remembering your presence
And the things you would do

I threw away your picture,
Quit talking to you
But you live on within me
No matter what I do

I play games in my mind,
Wonder if I could have you
But I think I'm just crazy
And sad to see, too

Packed boxes all around the floor
Dresser drawers with no dresser
Laundry piles
Not sure which are *****
Yard waste fills up the yard
And when I go to clean it up
Instead, I just think about it all again

All you did was fall away