This is not poetry This isn't prose Though I suppose with some distance It could be, who knows? It's just a post-it note Saying goodbye And that I'm wishing you luck Fuck Is it weird that the post-it note is pink? It's not a laundry list Of things we can fix After the six times I've walked out before I'm hoping this sticks It's just a post-it...Learn More

Once in a while When the light goes dim, I can picture you sitting there Your silver cup filled to the brim And I remember the way you used to brush my hair I still feel your fingers there Gave your all to me Laying by the sterling stream I want to be where you are But as time moves on it gets hard Once in a while Before the nightmares start, I...Learn More