I think of X.




                          memories

i sometimes              ponder the big BANG.

i ponder what’dve happened if X and i had never met.


Mourns

  over past,
              that is what my
click
droning
click
mundane
click
Life
has been.

one word.


sorry

my problems are a blurry Spin.
                                 the passion i feel.
its The thing anchoring me to the
                      Wheel
world


it was more of a
   Click.
a short, but nonetheless droning
   Click.
every time i hear that
   Click.
it brings me back, that
   Click.

it was to X’s dismay,
   Click.

i wish it was silent.
  
   Click.

to those out there that I have met,
     possible friends that Miss the mark,
the
      bull’s
              eye
                     X.

Dear Tristan,

          Metallica is your favorite,
          But Poison is your remedy

If we had more time I'd

A glance.
Another.
You're gone.
Forever.