Curtains (to Bean)

It’s interesting to

Realize that even

Without you here

Things that you

Touched ate or

Heard somehow reminds

Me of you

As though you

Are still here

As I touch

Eat and hear

Them once again

You are hanging

Here like curtains

Of my life

PerfectForYou

Loneliness is an

Expression of something

It’s usually fear

And something that

We avoid at

All costs it

Lives in the

Worlds of less

Than and not

Good enough for

Anyone else the

Easiest way to

Being happily alone

Is by understanding

That you’re just

A sliver of

Perfection as we

Were all created

In His image

Perfect for you

Thumbprint

We all make

A mark somewhere

In this life

Sometimes as broad

As shoveling

A path through

Snow drifts or

The placement of

Bread atop refrigerators

That change how

We see things

Or find things

Yet some are

As subtle as

A thumbprint on

Those you love

AtoB (to bean)

There is nothing

As bad as

Being picked over

Chosen over others

There’s this purity

Being all alone

In a world

Of others perhaps

Now it’s your

Time to fly

Am I done

Have you finally

Arrived at B

When we initially

Started at A

ComingOut (to Bean)

And then others

Exposed him then

For someone that

He knew he

Was yet he

Didn’t want others

To know until

They discovered him

For himself not

Because who he

Was but who

He was for

Them sound familiar

The most remembered

Are the most

Ridiculed in life