i haven’t eaten since you left
i can’t even look at the food in my cabinets without thinking of the night you made me dinner
i can’t eat a sour patch kid without thinking of the night i broke you
the only thing i can keep down is coffee
you hate coffee, you said it's bad for you
but i love coffee
it’s my escape and my happy place

Profound, that he lost his sight.
He couldn't get the harmonies to blend quite right,
So he gave up seeing,
For music was the life and the fiber in his being.
He didn't need another soul
To change his note from half to whole,
For he had something else to hold,
And music couldn't make his spirit old.
So, he wed the chord, he played the piece,
And he dubbed musicality the worst disease.
Funny that a musical obsession
Would correspond with loneliness at life's discretion.
--Emily Rutledge

I try to shine
toe the line but
mine is a rocky road.
My modus operandi is
to get by
the best I can and
that's the best a
man can do

I still can't sleep at night because you wander across my eyelids,
but you'll never know.