by e

i suppose one day

i will forget

and that will break me

most of all

*

the saddest words are i am sorry

for i was sorry

that they were not enough

and sorrier yet

they were all that’s left

to avoid the single silence

that made happy love to our ending

*

my poetry is an exhibitionism of loss

in order to bring more people in

until they leave

bored with the sideshow

that left too

making me write in the first

and perhaps more truthfully

the last

place

*

it is a tragedy that after all of the tragedies

all that can be said is that it too shall pass

which may mean you

before it

*

life is an open wound

bleeding more life

it is no cure for the death

you’ll feel while living