remembering when i was suddenly
no longer a "maybe"
and became a solid "yes"...

11:11

wishing that didn't have to switch overnight.

i'm usually okay with silence

but this time,
there's a little more
than i wish there would be
on the other end of the phone.

the days have been brighter since you came along
(:

i lost my mind the way i lose my rings in the washing machine

unexpectedly & suddenly


i can't find my mind the way i can't find my mom in the grocery store

scattered, scared, relentlessly & helplessly

love is not for the faint of heart, this much i know.

i have a habit of
giving people
more chances
than they deserve...

three strikes?...no 5!...well maybe 10.

less is more.

i always mistaken
moths for butterflies

i always mistaken
weeds for flowers

and it's always difficult to tell
the difference
between
queen anne's lace
& hemlock.

i wonder if
you still read
my poems
or if you
stopped
when they
ceased to be
about you . . .