Are you looking
for redemption here...

It took many years
to efface the surface...

Love is the only joke
in which I fell for...

It’s not just the vodka
stirring in my gut...

is the colour of
my better wishes...

I once had a headache,
Googled the answer...

I can’t write you poetry,
play guitar...

Until there’s nothing
more to love...

My mother cried
when I was a child...

We are locked in our lighthouses,
and the chasms of ocean...

For any man who
wishes to chase the sun...

We were skipping
stones across a gilded lake...