Down the hatch it went
A lit match
With an aged twist
Friends warn you
Of what’s to come
Tellin’ you
The end is no longer out of sight
Your body craves it
Your arms shake
As you laugh on
Trembling through the night
Swallowing
A lit match
With an aged twist

She was young
She was so independent
Parents cry—
About the wrongs she committed

They don’t try
They never try

But she doesn’t mind
She is young
And parents cry—
When their children outgrow their fantasy

Thank you to the person
Who waters the flowers
Sustaining the colors
And feeding the hummingbirds

This love is ****** and raw
This love is so sweet
This love is youthful
This love is free
This love is spontaneous yet steady
This love is complete
This love—
Is on repeat

At the core
Hunters we were
Facing the daily job
Fueled by the desire to live—
And pass on
What separates us
From them
Is our delicate tongues
The ability to dream—
And desire a feeling of release

April showers — in May
The flowers cannot breathe
I cannot breathe
Rest easy
Friend
These tears run down my cheek
What a disastrous — delicate day

I lucked out
With a friend like you
Striking gold
You are superior
You are something to behold
Conversations in the dark
Come with convincing choice words
Please—tell me again
All the things that you prefer