Dear Anne, my best friend,

Words may not suffice, but here are some of mine...

Wallingford, CT

Stuck here...again...

You're sitting next to me

And I don't want to sit here one more second

Alone in this car

Finch playing on the stereo

800 miles from home

This situation smells of gasoline

Wish someone would strike a match

Set us both ablaze

Up into the Connecticut night sky

Why did my weakness have to be life?

Why did my strength have to be you?

Why did I drag you into this?

Don't want to see your eyes like this one more time

Rip my words from my throat

Before they have the chance to shake hands with my tongue

Hollow hotel rooms and raindrops on windows

Can anything save me now?

Tie my heavy heart to my ankles

Throw me into that Atlantic sea

Save me from the world

And save the world from me

Hit bottom underneath my screams and gasps for breath

I hear myself thinking, ringing in my ears

"My God, she's beautiful"

Out among these toll booths and rooftops,

Bridges and highway signs

Where am I?

My Life As A Kamikaze Pilot

Think I'd know better

Too selfish to realize

Martyrdom for a mis-cause

How stupid can I be?

Everything's spinning past me

Everything's getting bigger

Your screams mix with mine

Drive everything straight into the ground

With wide-eyes and thoughts of you

The eagle has crash landed

One More Time, For Old Time's Sake

What would you say

To one more touch of your skin

One more taste of each other's lips

Maybe just a smile for today

Stare into each other's eyes for an hour

Run my fingers all along your hips

Retrace the map of our world

The paths tread only by our hands and hearts

Of bruises, and freckles, and tattoos

Spend some time just curled

Up in arms and legs

Soak in warmth we don't want to lose

What would you say

To feeling safe for a while

Or maybe for a lifetime

Remembering the way

You said "Why do I like you so much?"

Among dryer sheets and clotheslines

What would you say

To me?

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And if I said

"Stop this car right now"

And took you dancing over farmlands and hilltops

Would you look at me as rain drips off your chin?

Would tell me that it's OK?

Would you love me?

You're the full half of my glass

You're the reason I'll pass the test and try my best

And if the world ends in our sleep,

At least we will be in the same dream

In love

I'm still in love with a memory

Of all the days when we couldn't stop dancing

There's a future in your heart dear, and I will be the feature to fill it

I will be the reason you see no need to kill it...

I will be

-"Optimist Honor Roll" by The Casket Lottery

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