for some time after now

the rocky sand dunes will crumble

and nothing but sea, there will be

Your passenger seat was warm
And your ring finger gleamed bright.
I said thanks for the company.
While the sun stroked the window,
The road’s warm ice coat screamed black uncertainty.
The sky told a cloudy greater gray mystery…
Namely, what your eyes would say next,
Or maybe its my own lip
quivering with each glimmer of your lashes
Or reflection off of your lips
Or that smell that would linger on my pillows
That kept me focused on the heater whistling
A desperate distraction, please.
Sounding sweeter than a real dream
And i’m turning into thawed ice.
Like noise parting from your soft lips
Powerless I am to feeling shaken and naked.
Or is this a broken nightmare?
Please let me drop you off
So i can go home.
So you cant see me break.

Whistle whistle whistle whistle whistle whistle whistle, train. Please.

Veronica formatted with veranda font.

Kerrin left me a message
It said, ” I really really miss you.”
This message felt more real to me than ever.
Instead of words people string together,
This felt like the light bouncing off the snow
This feels like a new breath of air.
But Kerrin?
Will i hear from you next week?

for there are boats
floating in the sea
bobbling in one direction
and creating tunes
sounds like rain drops against the top deck
dripping down the stairs
and then flowing underneath
and back into the ocean
to drown

For i have a sign to plant
It says where i am
It says where i am
It knows where i am
For i have a sign to plant
It reads loud and clear
It knows who i am
And It sees everything.
For i have a sign to plant
For my entire life
Every corner passed
Every potential wife
For i have a sign to plant
Follows me into sleep
Follows into dreams
Bedtime seams, i cant sleep
For i have a sign to plant

Today was so numb

To lie is to hide
My inside stitched needle-work
She said I love you