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January 2011
You've only missed
A few days of school,
But you missed
An entire chapter in math,
And a couple short stories in English.
I know you've been gone a lot,
And you've never had a problem
With catching back up,
But I worry about you
Sometimes,
And in this worrying,
I worry you'll fall behind,
And I worry you won't be happy
And won't want to spend time
With me.
So don't fall behind,
And come back to school
Please.
You've only missed
A few days of school,
But you missed
An entire chapter in math,
And a couple short stories in English.
I know you've been gone a lot,
And you've never had a problem
With catching back up,
But I worry about you
Sometimes,
And in this worrying,
I worry you'll fall behind,
And I worry you won't be happy
And won't want to spend time
With me.
So don't fall behind,
And come back to school
Please.
Literature
First Flight
How frightening that first flight must have been,
hearts racing into the unknown,
and I should wonder how those men felt
at the first takeoff into the air,
gusts of wind beneath fragile wings,
if not for loving you.
Literature
attempts
this afternoon
unresponsive to the sunlight
lying in bed like summer afternoons and white sheets
still moments in our room
so quiet i can hear your ribcage shifting with each breath
but winter -
winter is coming,
the air is so cold,
my bones break inside.
your remove yourself from me,
turn your head away,
hand slipping out of mine,
curling into yourself.
this morning
waking up to brightness outside
the crisp air is singing with potential but
i am quiet
i am inside
i am by myself on this big bed.
Literature
Persistence
Persistence
At the end, only the words persist
The feelings,
like flowers in the Winter,
crumble
Just the words remain:
Loneliness,
Emptiness,
Silence
They speak of feelings that no longer fit them
They speak of dreams and desires without echo
Just the words remain:
written in the endless cold of the night
mistaking delirious with hope
My poetry remains singing the meetings
but it's only about the searching
but it's only about the mismatch
My poetic universe is made of black holes
It is starless nights
It is deserted planets
Just the words remain:
"I love you",
"Kiss Me",
"I need you"
These, however, I do not recognize,
They are legend
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