I love your smile so much I wish I could copy-paste it onto the faces of all these depressed people around me.
I don’t like depressed people.
Their sadness makes mine feel less unique.

Waiting

is a patient game

that continues

long after both contestants

are assumed

to have given up.

Sneaky

I’m gonna sneak into your heart
make off with the kids making out next to your locker
take off with someone else’s erasers from art class
and this time,
i won’t give ‘em back
I’m gonna scale the buildings
and take photos of the angels, like paparazzi that wont be caught
I’m gonna see what it takes to take you seriously, again
I’m gonna sneak back into the past
and rewrite our future
by redoing the beginning –
making foreclosure on the relationship redundant
and fastening the seat-belts so that this time
my belief won’t go through the window.

Dear Dancer

Press

Operated

Battalion

Ordinance

Xeroxed

One-ce upon a time

Five days a week

Eight hours a day

Four minutes an hour (I think)

Goldilocks and the bears

Advanced nearer

My humblest of abodes

Before

I managed notice

Excitedly inciting

Riots

Orange-plastered paint jobs on a double

Helix of workmanship fallen through

Four days an hour

Three minutes a year

Oh, but to laugh at time

Two minutes again

Too good to be true