Category: Poetry

This is the anatomy of my broken heart. Broke – torn apart. The shot, the sprint, and my false start leaves me all alone. So you’ve recaptured your college years, under the weight of grown-up fears the planes fly by, you hold back tears you are all alone. CHORUS Did you find no questions? Did…

Where do you put these wasted whispers that could have been said aloud these broken promises that were broke before you gave them Where does all the time go while you watch the hands that seem to go on forever These are the days that no one seems to remember to forget We are the…

These are the wasted hours between excitement and romance between take out and gumption by yourself alone wishing your friends had more stamina and LA weren’t so far away these are the misspent days of my youth that I wished I had spent better spent and unlike the past used to intervene in cigarettes and…

I have tried to post half a dozen times, but it seems that this brain of mine is just too fractured to put cohesive thoughts down. The process of creating a narrative gone, I now look to other methods of communication. Following in the footsteps of one of my favorite people in the whole wide…

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