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