If I knew, if I ever knew
that walking this road together...

I wish to be the ocean waves
that hush you to sleep at night...

(You can't race the sun
and expect to finish unburned...

Yes, that Facebook status was meant for you.
I don't know what we are; perhaps the wool...

Social media's such a bore:
we click and flick, dismiss fat chicks...

When we first met, I could name rivulets
after each of my sorrows, see devil's horns...

There's something about my heart
and quantum physics, I forgot...

On morose mornings, I think of myself,
the tea leaves at the bottom of your cup...

I am full of headaches.
Living with him is hearing...

My voice isn't quite the way I want it to be:
soft, like a Scotch mist, but also pounding...

When I think of us, I think of that night
you and I lay together on the couch...

You did everything right this time.
Every morning, mindfulness...