The ripples on the water tell you where the spirits tread. Sleepless minds and loveless eyes are cursed to mingle with the dead.
Go
If you see her, tell her she can keep the socks, even though they were my favorites.
Kokomi
You stole off in the early morning running down the sunrise and all its promised glory while I slept in, stuck to the sheets tangled up in bad dreams and foreboding images of the nights we’d spiral out of control in that little apartment. Kokomi, I’m sorry. I never did find the words that I wanted to give you. I lost myself looking for them wandering among the hills of my landfill heart. Kokomi, please believe I never meant to leave a rough sky hanging over you.
Slipping
I’ve left so many memories behind on bar stools. Someone must be taking them home because I never see them in the lost-and-found.
Stones
You go and you go and you keep going then you get old and too old and -suddenly- it’s over and they just put you in the ground and they go on and on without you they keep going impatiently waiting for their turn to arrive