You wielded your tongue like a dagger,
it cut across my teeth...

Ode to the man who once learned to weep,
Ode to the winter, the shepherd and his sheep...

I like watching the sky combust
into constellations of flocking...

I have anchored
myself here because the...

I wrap myself
in cotton compliments...

The full length mirror
in my bedroom makes...

A man may regret many words unsaid,
or lips he'd only ever dreamt of kissed...

You exist in every
photograph, on every wall...

I still find comfort
in the way you run your fingers...

when everyone had forgotten my name,
she rose over me...

When the sunlight
cuts the morning rain...

Salted, sticky
plucked...