Anyway, Always

Thinking about it now, I’m not the least bit sorry for the hateful shit I’d said to you eleventy years ago, when I was a kid and you fucking knew better. I rescind my apologies. Not that my sorries ever meant a good goddamn to you, anyway— they were ever only as true as yourContinue reading “Anyway, Always”

For Only Me

  Every day it does reign, a perpetual decrescendo— melancholic melody made for only me.   Deluge of disquiet comprises choral pessimists repeating in my head. Depressionist percussionist beats heart that’s damn near dead. Dirges designed for only me.   But! Though it does reign—my melancholic melody—I seek the one to share an umbrella.  Continue reading “For Only Me”