Therapy
In my head are many things that don't have to make sense to you. Isn't that great?
Friday, November 24, 2017
Thursday, September 28, 2017
Bargaining.
Use a different word.
Try another expression.
Adopt various vocabulary.
I do not think it means
what you think it means.
Try another expression.
Adopt various vocabulary.
I do not think it means
what you think it means.
Anger
1. Emphatically say
things
I do not
mean.
2. Emphatically say things
I
do not mean.
3. Emphatically
say things
I do not mean.
Denial
Nope. Not real.
Relief? But I'm
spinning in grief.
Why? There is nothing left.
If I admit I am sad
I am pathetic.
For love of .
him
for losing
a dream
I never had and didn't want
and being broken.
Monday, September 18, 2017
It happened
In a poem,
not about you
though titled with your words,
a few
that have stuck in my head
like a tick
or a collection
of phrases that
remind me of your voice,
(the worst
the best
the end)
I spoke of a loss
and no
pictures
A common thread
in my loss
has been no pictures
so pictures have been important
in my attempts to save people
the way a conversation
can be saved
for years
while memories falter
Did I not watch this movie with you?
Did I not sit next to you and tell you I had never seen it?
Do I remember any of it?
I guess now, I will.
Now that I have a few pictures.
not about you
though titled with your words,
a few
that have stuck in my head
like a tick
or a collection
of phrases that
remind me of your voice,
(the worst
the best
the end)
I spoke of a loss
and no
pictures
A common thread
in my loss
has been no pictures
so pictures have been important
in my attempts to save people
the way a conversation
can be saved
for years
while memories falter
Did I not watch this movie with you?
Did I not sit next to you and tell you I had never seen it?
Do I remember any of it?
I guess now, I will.
Now that I have a few pictures.
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Or it didn't happen
No pictures
I was always looking at you
We lived every moment
I was alive with you
Only faltering when I felt our moments wasting
Away with us. Away with time
We didn't capture smiles
We smiled. We rolled. We wrestled.
Our hands were full of each other
Too full to click a button and stop the forward motion
Of us.
I remember you so clearly.
The pictures she has of you are wrong.
What she wants but not who she'd see
I have no pictures.
We didn't share much
Too selfish to give the world a taste
What we found was too sensational
You had to be there.
You had to be there.
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