Droopy leaves in the evening
Reaching out in the morning
Living by the sun
I seem to function oppositely
These days
Lots of dreaming
Lots of neglect
Of the the things
Which keep me sane
She misses paper
I get what she means
Strange robot companions
And enjoying their company
Make me feel disconnected
From where I come from
Or at least
Where I've always
wished I could be
All that said though
I know I will always return
To the pen
Breathing out is
Breathing out and
I am not worried
He's eager and
making me happy
Is seemingly becoming
something
He doesn't have to work so hard at
It seems
I'm smiling more
like the outreached
Leaves
And yet the soaked sad feels
Seem to flow for a reason
I am watching things change
From the outside this time
And I'm feeling a growth
That I want to embrace
He tells me lies
That I want to believe
But I'm grateful for
The ones he's willing to
Make
And he told me
While watching Joan and bob
That he thinks of me
And the worthwhile struggle
The innate need
To make
I felt a little sad
A Little lacking
Makes me want
To do it for him
It felt good to go there
Even the clouds didn't
Change the love
Of that place
Rock chairs and tables
Everchanging
Evolution
Painted chess set ideas and
Rock pieces that double
For checkers too
It would be nice
to paint
That board all white
we never did get around
to painting anything
though
i love you.
ReplyDeletei know how you feel when you are there
ReplyDeletei feel just the same
i am on the train right now
feeling
already
and missing already too
as much as i always miss you and feel like no matter
you will always be here
there are few i can hold in my heart next to my own
solidly
with understanding and weight
(you will never weigh me, you will sit with me
in my heart)
and i love you devon
and i know you love me
sab too... so . much.