and still

i can't seem to find
the q u i e t
inside
my mind

I Am Not Yours

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

if I say

"my heart is sore,"
it sounds like a cheap metaphor
(so I won't repeat it—)

Trade Yourself In

I don't think they know
that's my heart exposed. . .

the shallows

"The better we get at multitasking, the worse we are at thinking deeply."

Hold On

she had a habit of killing herself,
i had a habit of dying.

i think she gave me something to live for,
i guess i helped to pass her time.

Remembering Sunday

i'll be blunt:
now the rain is just

washing you
out of my hair

(and out of my mind)

Calling you to see

if you're   sleeping,
are  you dreaming;
if you're dreaming,
are  you dreaming of me?

I Have News For You

There are people who do not see a broken playground swing
as a symbol of ruined childhood


and there are people who don't interpret the behavior
of a fly in a motel room as a mocking representation of their thought process.

I'm Doing Everything For You

Bless your heart, you've made me happy again;
it's been so LONG and I'm  sick  of pretending.