Took down a year’s worth of love letters
Settled them into an Everlane box
Plucked out the glowing stars from my sky
Never gets old the sight of a bare wall
A year of regrets trapped in cardboard lain down
Took down his photos for none but us 2C
That’s the fate of renters without control
Showing respect 2 my sense of privacy
How many moves does this make for him and me
Could he beat mine in a lifetime
I still hate change after all these years
I hate the future for that’s where change lies
I am 2-faced, both facets looking for approval
One from God and the other from Death
I need to rest in my choice to embrace chaos
Find me someone who’ll treat me like a child
Someone who’ll bear the brunt of choices & entropy
Reborn, now, and washed clean; how old am i
Jesus, relight this tiresome wick
Let my colors burn beyond old spectrums
A speck of dust brought 2 life by 2 sparks
Inspect the walls of this future box
It’s bearly half full
Someone will lay me down as love letters do
Close the lid like I’m in a time capsule
Hope that grandchildren will pour beer on this dirt
A capsule buried too deep for someone to discover
Never knowing how this dust once loved and lost