Shorts

All that rain was just the clouds
falling
in love
with the ground.

 

Have I really been smiling out-loud this whole time?

She said, “You can’t chase away the ghosts of former lovers.”

So I drink.

And I sing.

 

I couldn’t tell you how many times I fell and scraped my knees
trying to get a taste of the stars.

The piano never sounded better than it did
bouncing off your basement walls
in the early days
of this mysterious life