For Now

Enough
to let you love
render unto me
sans superlatives

I’ll play the vessel
poisoned chalice
lifted to lips
as often as you like

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To Blave

Alone in love
answer to a question
you now need not

It might have made
a lovely moment
allowance to unburden
my ubiquity

Too late in life
for that
too much of nothing
I’ve made my own

I hate the thought
of being
a worthless word
you’d know was me

Confession of arrogance
this moment my last
in love alone

Manic Dream Pixie Girl

Going on midnight
we’re back to an all too honest grist
milled about the kitchen floor
comfort of nearby couches
unnecessary accessory

I’ve been slumped in the frame
since the start
gradually following you to the ground
stool, chair, and sprawl
mock mimicry of my own

What little I remember
is sad sack pixie cut
selling sob stories sans tears
truths I took to be tall tales
and treasured just the same

A taste of loss
before I knew of love
an excess now
enough to wish you well
whatever color your hair may be