from p1. on Mon., Sept. 29th

• I scream:
  a riddle in the sky
  on a foggy night.
  You drive up to my
  house. You trace the
  corners of my
  mouth... Pause,
  
  *Embrace*
  
  then leave again softly,
  as if to say,
  "I don't need you
                                  anymore.

• Staring into his
  eyes, I can
  see the pain
  I've caused.
  His heart is
  beating a million
  beats per second.
  "I'm sorry"
  escapes from me.
  Just loud enough for
  him to hear.

• She wore a
  smile on her
  face.
  Only to prevent
  the world from
  seeing the
  tears about to
  break.

• Rivers run from her
  eyes as her hands
  grip the bowl.
  
  Confessions that should
  have been left unsaid
  hunched over throwing-up
  her pride.
  
  I hold her hair and think.

• 11:00pm became
  1:00am. Memories
  scattered across
  the floor like a
  flurry of snow.
  Keeping the new,
  throwing out the
  old-wasted.