Another Sketch, because a Painting is not in Me (Over a Year Later)
Saturday, October 27th, 2007There are things my Love didn’t know.
There are things my Love couldn’t know.
Because I didn’t know them myself,
When they were most important to me…
There are things my Love didn’t know.
There are things my Love couldn’t know.
Because I didn’t know them myself,
When they were most important to me…
I sit and drink and don’t write
I sit and imagine, but don’t love.
Breathe
It will
Come
I have been drinking tonight to fend off my loneliness and it got me to thinking about what loneliness is. This isn’t meant to be good or anything. It isn’t meant to be a poem. It’s just my mind. Loneliness is talking to no one like they’re listening. It is being […]