Been thinking about the weather, the roads and the...
There are these confetti insults in my pocket I've...

Cherry Pie, why so down?
Turned your circles into frowns...

My stomach's through the windshield,
Embedded in a tree...

The sun sets with melancholy.
Wondering what it could have done better...

Giving all you have to dreams that won't see the...
Time you hope would be returned...

Your ribcage fits my fingers,
Gentle as if not there at all...

Spiked the sky and watch it turn black,
And it's true compassion is what I lack...

Like a puppet turned out to pasture,
Strings too stretched and frayed to hold...

Of vital signs, you got it all wrong.
You checked the beat but not the rhythm...

Covered in rain, hail and shine;
Holding hands skipping on the cracks in cement...

Scars on chest, sand in lungs,
Burning toes and liquid eyes...

Footsteps vibrate off hallways,
I feel you as you depart...