I’ve come back to the night, because it never asked me questions, because i was uncertain, because i took the medication, because i signed a contract, because there were no exceptions, because i was alone
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Thursday poem
You can find me anywhere people still dream. In a crowd. Down one street. In the margins. On the air. In the terms and conditions. Or stretched out on a blank canvas alone and waiting for inspiration to find me
Wednesday poem
Thank you for this shadow. This concise history of longing. This effortless season. This vague dialog. Thank you for this secret life. This early evening retreat. This new tradition. This body that will not rest for long. Thank you for all this. Thank you for now.
Tuesday poem
When i am gone
If anyone
Ever tells you
I wrote for love
they are right
After all
I always wrote
For you
Whether you
Were aware of this
Or not
But you
Should know
I wrote more
For you
Because i thought
You weren’t
Monday’s poem
I came out of the darkness unscathed. I played to my strengths until the money ran out. I flirted with nostalgia until it noticed me. Then I went out to get some rain. That is my resume. That is my claim to fame.