Work & play were never okay to mix the way we do

I can't say I was never wrong—
—but some blame rests on you.

Polaris

You say that love goes anywhere;

"in your darkest time, it's just enough to know it's there."

    when you go,  I'll  let  you  be,

butyou'rekillingeverything in me.

For Me, This is Heaven

This is what she says gets her through it—

"If I don't let myself be happy now, then when?"

If not now, when?

Summer

   Tried to give you summer,
                   but I'm winter—
wish I could make you spring
(butIfallsohard)

Drive

" Your lips go dry (butthey'resweetinside)—

                            wine must go right to your head. "

every sentence a failure

A slant rhyme is all I can give;

          a half-truth is all I'll get.

Forward to Exhibit: II

Why do you paint?
For exactly the same reason I breathe.
That’s not an answer.
There isn’t any answer.
How long hasn’t there been any answer?
As long as I can remember.
And how long have you written?
As long as I can remember.
I mean poetry.
So do I.

The Most Beautiful Things

Show us all what grace can mean;

              all of what I might be.

(closeyoureyescallitescape)

We'll run away from everything.

and the moon once it stopped was sleeping

. . .                            one day          it will            unroot us

one day        the wind        will tally        our losses


but        not yet             the moon        not yet

The Anxiety of Coincidence

 I took dictation only from you, 
for whom verbs were nothing and tense 
everything.