Could’ve spent forever with your hands in my pocket
picture of your face in my invisible locket

I, I loved you in spite of
deep fears that the world would divide us
So baby can we dance
Oh, through an avalanche?

please picture me in the trees.

I hit my peak at seven feet
in the swing
over the creek

are there still beautiful things

I was scared to jump
But I, I was high in the sky
With Pennsylvania under me.

Before I learned civility
I used to scream, ferociously
Anytime I wanted.

And though I can’t recall your face
I still got love for you.

your braids like a pattern
to the moon and to Saturn

If I’m dead to you why are you at the wake

CURSING MY NAME

WISHING I STAYED

Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years

It always leads to you and my hometown