boy

Neither a nurturer
Nor a ‘til-the-end friend

Wasn’t a warrior
Just a walk-away-er

Giant, silent chaos-creator
Truth-debater

Left the City for the farm
Shallow, self-indulgent charm

The countdown’s begun
He’s long gone…and was always gonna run

Swipe Left

Right this

Take us back to the shallow meeting place
To before the gravity of what was never a simple baseball game

Delete January
My I Love You
Your I Do Love You Too

Swipe left on me
Be unaccountable, actually

Take us to before November
To when we were less than digital

To when I was not here alone in your deep

At Heart

As a child, earnest
As a late-day water lily bloom
As a hopeless romantic

Thrive despite the shallow
Give the coolest shelter
Live to love and fight

To be free from such rules
To grow in the coming dark
To rise from it all each day