Against my will
you well
loss stoppered name
another tour
Stuck on you
joke of space
and the times
our words came true
Made masochist
in love’s image
bytes partitioned
till sun breaks
We’ll find each other
as often as we like
a play
of hopes and fears
If you want half
they’re all yours
as am I
three little words
to wake your smile
and a kiss
from this would-be prince
Better the memories
before the bitter
sours the sweet
three little words
to remember
if ever you should need
to be loved
A ghost of love lingers
having left your lips
leapt in slow death
movement of minutes
before I’m ready
to respond
Effort concerted
to make you jealous
all of my time
and none of my attention
You I love
reread it all you want
content your heart
with these rewrites
We’re left with what
will be on you
truth tailored
to tell a tale tall
All bile in my belly
when you come around
love swallowed back
lest it land upon your lap
unsure of itself
Cheshire reminder
smile you wish he smiled
for you
It might be malicious
made malleable with time
to be so
Memory plus agony
mixture of your making
in the end
Missing missing you
gradation of time
or love
half what I expected
half what did I expect
Waiting for the sun
to receive its snuffing
our observed silence
never agreed
Charity to memory
to motes that dance
in a dying light
You’d hate that notion
just the right amount
Hate these scant remains
