#capitals
Every SunDay
I sat acRoss from him
watching as he mIndlessly grabbed
for his black pen
out of his flannel shirt pockeT
Every Sunday
we walkEd to the
corner stoRe Across the street
from our small
picket Fence and grabbed
a Sunday paper from
the bottoM of the Stack.
Every SundaY
He wore his glasSes
instead of his contacts.
"It gives me better brain function"
he said Every Sunday
Every SUnday
he asked me the strangest
questions imaginable.
"WHats a 4 letter word
for 'In times past'"
to which I would respond
"once might fit,"
or whatever tHe answer
could be.
Every Sunday
we became an
invinCible team
a word fighting Duo
Every SuNday
we defeated the
greatest villain to
newspapers everywhere
the NY Times
Crossword
every sunday
i fell in love
more and more
a never-ending crossword.
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 8:31 PM UTC
*I'M TIRED OF TEARING MYSELF DOWN
BUT I CAN'T GET THE KNIFE OUT OF MY BACK
OR MOVE THE GUN FROM MY TEMPLES
OR THE BAD THOUGHTS OUT OF MY HEAD
AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO*
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
I wonder if she saw this coming
DID she even think to change?
NOT herself completely but just enough to regain strength?
WHY would she let herself go?
DIDNT she feel herself slipping away?
I miss the happiness in her laugh
TRY i said to her with every breathe i took
I can see her face wash away
HAVE i even tried my hardest
TO keep her here
LET alone, save her from herself
GO she screamed as i stood there silent and stiff
THE eyes of a lonesome girl drifted down
MIRROR mirror on the wall
IS that the girl i should have become?
MY heart sank in my chest
NIGHTMARE or real,my body is at rest
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
My thinking is in bold,
but my words in lower-case.
She dreams in italics,
but,
unfortunately,
speaks in CAPITALS.
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
she longed for Love,
but looked
in all the
wrong places.
love wasn't enough
to fill the
difference.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC