words have been long gone
too many pics and lives lived
since when i last wrote








words have been long gone
too many pics and lives lived
since when i last wrote








beer can be glory
in an Oregon winter
as soothing as warmth
sometimes blue linings
found high above the city
make silver feel frail


to be burned badly
leaves irreversible scars
i know this too well
reminders can burn
with each of love’s harsh seasons
oft without reason
so much lost from this
this me, trying to be good,
trying to please you
for a true friendship?
i would do anything, love.
offer everything.
but all of love’s views
have left me with rejection
(unforgivable)
the season has passed
i am nothing but a post
burned and scarred for life