Blanket

Blanket mine 
bring comfort
even in
summer cozy
and breeze
whisks away
blanket mine
might make
me warm
but safe
is the
price that
I’m willing
to pay

Hardly

What to do 
with what might’ve
when what is
is what’s left
crumbs on plate
after everything’s ate
morsels of memories
a dry icing
around the edges
hardly makes sense

Holiday

My sleeping mind 
is more forgiving
bringing you back
like some sweater
from the trunk
in the attic
pleasant they are
these memories skip
gleefully and erotic
but day comes
back you go
to cuddle with
the moth balls
and holiday decorations

Wish

Remember when 
we couldn’t
wait until
when and
then we
couldn’t wait
until it
was over
and now
when waiting
isn’t an
option anymore
we wish
and wish
for more
of whatever
it was
back when

Ornament

The glow 
that floats
across floor
and lands
in a
million pieces
scattering trapped
raindrops glowing
on windows
into ornaments
hung cautiously
by hand
and this
then is
my favorite
future to
ever see