and drive yourself home
I hope there's ice on all the roads
and you can think of me
when you forget your seatbelt
and again when your head
goes through the windshield


for a friendEvery night, I pray for you... Not to God, because the concept of some big, scary, wrathful man ruling my life is something I've spent too long trying to escape... But to the Universe, in all her infinite & intrinsic beauty. I pray that you will learn to love yourself half as much as you love the feeling of a half-empty bottle. If you would stop drowning yourself in vodka & Jameson, you could drown the world in your beauty. If you would stop leaving those marks all over your arms, you could leave your mark on this world, brand it with your ideas & songs & make people feel something.for a friend


for my father III wish I could sweep away the tiredness from your body & your soul the way you swept the hair from my forehead when I was small & sick... I wish I could take all the hours you've spent tearing apart your body to hold together this family & turn them into hours spent at the lake with the people who love you & who you love... I wish we could freeze in time singing Neil Young & listening to Dark Side of the Moon in the dark living room... I wish I could bring back your mother & let her hold you one more time & tell you it will all be okay...for my father II


SynesthesiaNumbers taste like the end of my eraser, as the clock clucks at me to finish. I bend my arm over the icy desk but, my pencil tip fails to drop.Synesthesia
I think of my brother
who hears two and sees blue, peace-of-mind blue, like a glance at the summer sky, simple, like a drop of water, that one day will add to the rush of river rafting, heart pounding, but with a sure-hand glued to the paddle, charging toward the goal just around t


EscapeIEscape
We ran, hands clasped, Laughing like children, Sirens faded in the distance, Stumbling, falling, Choking on foul air Spilling from the factories That lie by the river. And stopping, for a moment, We saw what wonders they, In their infinite wisdom, Had wrought. In the red-sickness sunlight We watched As sparkling grey cars Shivered out their smoke And spread like mist Over this forgotten land. I sighed, and your bright eyes, So old in your young face, Flared, and you whispered, A word, a question, “Why?”
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