I should have acknowledged
the disgust in your tone...

The stars are everywhere tonight;
in my hair,...........................over there...

I quit romance!
I'm taking my love and my poetry...

I hate you
for not calling...

I suppose if I just stopped spinning
the world would settle itself before me...

I must've been half drunk
on honeysuckles...

When your tongue dripped silver buckets of verbs
without making a splash...

Love-
why do I even try...

I never expected you to lasso me
like I were your moon goddess...

Right now I should go,
but I don't move, so what does...

I'm not fond of your
silence, it mocks me without...

The sun's rays are panting
like dry tongues...