
I wrote this for a friend
To convey my way
To show
Desire and Deficiency
My Heart
Stuck between beats
Waiting to Pump
Remember
Understand
What it feels like to move
To show affection
To Understand
I was the prodigy
Letting everyone down
Missing the mark as the years
pass
No Milk in my coffee
No Sugar in my tea
I feel like a stone in a crack
that cannot seal
As the road breaks apart with each season
The Audience
Exits
We are left with
Time
Unoriginal hair cuts
A Greyhound bus departs soon