Tagged: death

there are aches in my

there are aches in my
body i can no longer
ignore. every year

we grow older, a new trail
of bread crumbs beckons us home
.
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we were in the car,

we were in the car,
listening to The Cranberries,
like every third or
twenty-third newly and
nearly newly coupled,
lovestruck or not yet
requited, waiting
to grow older
while sitting
in the parking
lot of the universe –
Dolores felt like forever
.
20180116:0017
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things change

things change.
i do and i don’t i hear
you say.

things change.
twenty years later, you
are eighty weeks and two
days dead.

things change.
i am reading
the days run away
like wild horses over the
hills
, and they haven’t
.
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just when it feels

just when it feels
like the number of
hoops they will
make you
jump will be
infinite, along
comes a reminder
that everything
is finite
.
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every moment, a

the first day of the

the first day of the
rest of our lives starts like a
simple bouquet – matched

and mismatched, friends and family,
until death do us part
.
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we borrow life for