To My Best Friend Margo, Whom I Wept With

For all of the words you don't hear
for all of the worlds you hold dear

For all of the tears you don't see
for all of the years that you'll be

For all of the heartbreaks you feel
for all of the moments I steal

For all of the hours of waiting
for all the lifetimes of hating

For all of the grief
for all the anguish
for all the pain

I'm so

so

sorry

Mr. Kindness Moves Out

Bags packed

the candles blown out

The wind howls outside

second only

to the wind howling inside

I stand at the edge of a neon abyss

so pretty

yet...tragic

The glimpses come

of lives not so...complicated

Two steps forward

one step back

are the only moves in this dance

the tickets are bought

the whole trip's been planned

...to you

The truth is I'm tired

my thumb is cold from the wind

and it's not always fun not knowing

who will pick me up

But I've outstayed my welcome

so I'll send my half brother, Mr. Perfect

to see if you need anything

Maybe he can help