thing. I had to go home
in a couple of days. I
wanted to go
still in love.
I found a paper towel,
let go a mighty blow
and went to
let him in,
even though I knew
I must have looked
very much like my
dead and buried grandma.
Okay, I Looked Awful
To anyone else,
he probably looked worse.
To me, he resembled an angel.
A poor, sad, beautiful angel.
His hurt swallowed mine,
like space swallows time,
and the two intertwine.
We tangled together
I’m sorry.
Me too.
I’m just so confused.
Ditto.
I do know I love you.
Ditto
squared.
So of Course I Did a Really Stupid Thing
He pulled a bindle from his pocket,