Dear You-know-who-you-are,
Thank you for everything
you've done and said
to me over the years.
It is very rare to experience
a love (if it was for you; it was for me)
so true and real and deep
these words are not enough to express
how much you mean, meant, and will always mean to me.
No..they are merely raindrops in the sea.
Because not a thing has been created
to give you a proper translation yet.

So just kiss me.

Let yourself melt against me
so I can transfer my feelings through
moving lips and body heat.

Love, you-know-who-I-am

"how sweet
it must be
to feel all the pain
at once
and then
never
again"

Octavian Octopus
lives In the sea
with eight long tentacles
to hug you and me

He spends his days
with Seahorse Sabrina
who dreams longingly
of being a ballerina

Octavian wants so much
to be like his crony
but sadly, all of his
dance moves are bologna.

Still he felt that
he needed to impress
his funky fresh pal
in the pretty pink dress

so for hours, Octavian
practiced his spins and his twirls
he even got a costume
with glittery frills


So came the day
of the big talent show
He could show old Sabrina
that he too, was a pro

But alas,
half way through his act
his big squirmy arms
got caught in a crack

He tripped and he stumbled
and fell off the platform
tears started to fall
and away, he started to storm

"Stop!" a voice shouted at him
and he turned around to see
his best friend Sabrina
giggling with glee

"the very best dancer,
you don't need to be
if you really want to
be friends with me"

He smiled and she laughed
"you're very cool, you silly-old-goof,
but just be yourself,
not a stumbling doof"

We're locked in a race
And the only way to get out
Is by
Winning.

It's silent.
Stealthy.
Unspoken.
Secret.

There aren't rules
Or guidelines
Or officials.

The way it works
Is
Whoever kills themselves first
Wins.

I know it
I hate it
I embrace it
I regret it
I run away from it
I come back to it
I accept it
I choke on it
I break from it
I smile at it
I cry at it

just go away