Sunday, February 7, 2010

“Just because you love someone doesn’t mean they make you happy.”

Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me:
a blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest,
the best parts of Lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires,
new words for old desires,
and every birthday card I threw away.

1 comment:

megs said...

wait for the year to drown, spring forward fall back down ... i'm trying not to wonder where you are