Here's to Two Months From Now

We sit and we smile--
Coffee in hand, games and books--
So close to always.

Absence Makes the Heart Grow...

Fonder? No. Harder
in some places and rot soft
others. But it grows.

This Porch is Empty Without You

Two coffee cups here,
where we shared jokes, smokes, and
held off the sharp chill.

Someday

Someday this will be
everyday and we'll bask in
mornings together.

A Perfect Day

Thunder outside and
him in my arms, under the soft
covers; gentleness; warmth

Presence > Absence

A deep inhale of
musk and detergent and some
thing like what is right.

She's Here!

the tip tapping of
keys as her fingers fly sounds
better than speakers.

til Tuesday

Knowing that when I
sing songs from now on I'll be
singing them with her.

New Found...

Glory; Hope; Sense of Peace;
Understanding of What Love
Is; What it Can Be.

Still Unemployed

Hand cramps from writing
addresses. I'm not cut out
for an office job.

Super Secret Project

Secrets, secrets are
no fun; secrets, secrets... make
me think, "waterboard...?".

Al Green to rise and
Al Green to bed, makes a man
healthy and happy.

Countdown

Three more sleeps and I'll
be lying there beside him,
bodies close, hearts closer.

No Offense, Beth, But...

I feel like your trip
is just a dry run for the
one my baby takes.

Separate is Not Equal

We are here but not
here; two dimensions; ourselves
but not all our selves.

Watching Her, I Almost Find Religion

The clacking of keys,
the mundane scratch at her face,
this is my "holy."

An End to Perfection on the First Go

Anne Lamott says that
shitty first drafts are key; this
applies to life too.

It's a Last Crusade Reference, Get It?

The heater came on
and now my eyes feel like they
have chosen poorly.

The Artist Formerly Known As

Odd how discussions
about Prince--man or symbol--
lead to better days.

Frustration Because

One week, seven days,

one hundred sixty eight hours.

I got this. Maybe.

I Can Write Letters, Too

Robert Downey, Jr.:
Please forgive my outburst, but
I will fight you. Hard.

Commet dites-vous "Fuck French"?

I remember when
I was a good student; seems
THAT was just a phase.

Seven Days to Nashville

In a few sleeps I'll
put on my blue suede shoes but
won't go to Memphis.

Party Time

I'll hug a hundred
people, smile, laugh, but miss one
more than all of these.

Fall

Cool to cold breeze on

my face, neck; I long for his

emanating warmth.

Alice Lopez

Can't think of one who

more deserves a birthday that's 

happy (with a wink).

Migraine Time

The headache rolls in
like thunder or a slow ice
sheet in the artic.

Late Gift

I'm not going to
get this thing engraved but I
will think it's Christmas.

So Close And Yet So Far

A billion people
in line at Chipotle means
bliss postponed... For now.

Eleven Days

Frustration sets in
for a long winter like
a bear with new cubs.

Shirley Manson had it Right

The constant question
of if I should completely
overreact. Ugh.

But I've Been to Oklahoma

I've never been to

plenty of places from where 

I like the music.

Pendulum

Back and forth between 

fear and desire. It wears

on and nauseates. 

How Many Puns Have Made Me Laugh? One Pun in Ten Did OR Plenty of Difficult Clues Remaining, I Suppose

The rest of my life
is an unfinished crossword,
with no pun clues left.

Dreams and Aspirations

I want to be a
funny writer but I'm not.
The jokes are too hard.

Migraine

When the little man
with an ice pick decides it
is time to fight back.

Missing An Old Friend

Radical thoughts that
craving doesn't mean a need.
Can't do this alone.