I wish I understood
why I've lost the ability
to fully understand.

Between you and me
I didn't know comfort
that lasted longer
than seconds
before I
knew you.

As our days count up
so does the possibility
that we'll regret having
burned up so many days
together, ignoring the end.

I will always steal flowers
from your garden of wonders
to take to our cemetery
for I know you love violets

in the mess of daffodils
and green I've seen you
red and yellow see you too
yet we are both searching for blue

among the crystal petal headstones
I run through names I'll forget
leaving white and pink chrysanthemums
everywhere I can still remember

the sun will soon go to bed
and our shadows will finally kiss
we can sleep till purple morning
for you do love violets.

It's as if
we find
peace

in each
other's
wars.

I see the way
your t-shirts fade
your book pages crease
your nose turns up
your clothes aren't folded
your ears turn red
your tea isn't strong
your lips don't close
your stubbornness wavers
your shoulders are warm
your thoughts circle
your eyes flicker
your shoes get *****
your cheeks get spots
your beliefs are relentless
your fingernails chip
and I love it.

Leaving bridges in flames
and walls in glorious ruin

I stepped into the open air
tears reaching my collarbone

while sledgehammer and matches
slipped from trembling fingers inside.

Captured in the wood;
the boy turned to spy  
the gang of satyrs
charging;
fleeting wings caught
in the branches;
arrows flying
like stinging wasps;
her gigantic feet steps
among them;
the satyrs flee leaving
the nymphs  
Aphrodite then feeds
to her precious Cupid

Then  memory so
Real
Like a day in the
Park taking
Pictures
Of your three
Year old daughter
And son still
In diapers
Relapsed
Into
Guilt loss and
Black
Stood without purpose
That loneliness
Divorced
OK
Two times a month
I see them
And you know
A man
Is not supposed
To cry.

Oh you
feel more
like home
than home.