I would
trade all
the secrets
I’ve ever
known for
just one
more kiss
for yes
I am
a traitor
to life
but never
to love
Category: Poetry
Stones
Stone by stone
rock by rock
I have built
once a bench
then a ledge
now a wall
leaving it behind
walls are meant
prisoners behind them
certainly are not
onto my freedom
a place where
such things aren’t
Littlest
Some people
are put
to change
like stones
in shoes
giving pause
funny how it’s
the littlest things
Simply
I don’t know
is the truest
phrase in English
followed closely by
neither do you
LikeNow
It’s now
at night
when I
am alone
I hear
sweet nothing
nothing nothing
just nothing
as if
everything just
stopped everywhere
except me
when I
am alone
at night
like now
