IMPASSE

No picture I draw is ever as pretty as you

No poem I read is as haunting as you

No February wind is ever as cold as you

You’re not impressed by me

We’re at an impasse

I wait for it to pass

We really could’ve been something

Months pass

Alas,

I find

On this first April rainy day

I should let you go

I gave it quite a go

Although,

Already

I met someone who sees something in me

A muse of some sort

One who believes in me

And although I can’t help but wonder

What we could’ve been

Chasing you

Leads to

Stagnation

And it

Will do nothing for me.

ELEVATED PERSPECTIVES

You can’t be courageous unless you’re afraid,

Taking a clear stance where you might lose something.

Elevate my landscape,

Rooted in a sense of nature.

Bring me joy,

Not despondence.

I SABOTAGED EVERYTHING

Rejection is imminent;

I see it.

You see—

I'll end it before you can.

I'll ruin it

if I see the direction it's headed.

One excuse, and I'm out.

Love is the true essence of my being.

I put myself out there,

but I'll take it back.

Love is all around me;

a little bit of grace goes a long way.

You were the closest thing I had to it in a while.

The groveling decreased my value.

Champagne hangover,

wrestling with regret.

I tried to rise above,

but it was cheap heat.

I buried myself,

and the rejection was imminent.

I had to end it before you could—

I sabotaged it and ruined it all.

There's no paper trail,

not even a trace of you.

It's like it never happened.

Rejection was imminent,

that little voice in my head telling me.

AN OPEN BOOK

MY GUITAR IS MY SHOTGUN

MY PAINTBRUSH IS MY SWORD