Friday, February 22, 2008

If I went away
you could play
much better.

But that's assuming
you even care
one way or the other.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

There was a time
when I would have said,
"Go away,
don't ever ever come back."

Now's the time
when I say,
"Don't leave,
don't ever ever leave."

When you came
on my chest,
I laughed.

When you came
on the floor,
I wiped
it up.

What a waste
of time.
The yearning that rips my gut
Might be the same
As the cold
That fills your heart.

Friday, February 1, 2008

I'd tell you
I love you
if I knew
you
wouldn't hate me for it.