I would rather this 
than ever have any
of that for that
will never be this 
and this is where
I have finally found 
that I could swim
and isn’t just that 
what we’ve both wanted 
and separately dreamed about 
so why would I 
ever so much as 
want there from here

Friends new bring
spark but friends 
old bring warmth 
who doesn’t like 
that first ignition 
that colorful blaze
of something magical 
but who doesn’t 
prefer to huddle 
closer to the 
the hearts cuddle 
where secrets lay
waiting their turn 
and whispers be

There you have it 
the last nail it’s 
always about the nails 
and never the hammer 
or ever about who
is doing the hammering 
it’s always about those 
god damn nails where 
do people find nails 
anyway I can’t ever 
seem to find any 
but then again I’m 
not one who owns 
a hammer so nails 
are of very very
little use to me 

If I were
if I could 
then I would 
maybe even might 
but like many 
likely most even
overlooked I am 
not even vista
barely even inspiring
one more thing 
that someone else 
once found interesting 
on the side
of some road 

Well wishes 
folded cards
kind greetings 
all hoping 
empty boxes
tissue paper 
and ribbon 
these things 
all given 
quickly forgotten 
just one 
more day 
of one 
more year 
in one 
more lifetime