heart transplant

You say you're fine
then you look at me
like you need a new heart
and I am the surgeon. 

Turns out I was the donor.

three for one

I.

your insecurities 

are awe inspiring

but in a bad way.

II.
I feel the deep pettiness
you are burdened with
and I wish I could 
rip it off you
like an old band-aid;
it will hurt
but just for a second.

III.
your paranoia
is the wet suit you wear
to swim in the sea of bullshit
you have allowed 
to overflow into your life.

two for one

sorrow the spoon
drips honey on the floor
cherish the one who no longer
grief, holding all your feelings back
until you are afraid
sorrow the empty spoon.
     ***********

the great wall

your silence,

an impenetrable
conglomerate
of concrete resolution,
the great wall.

there you are,
the warrior,
in full uniform,
your helmet pulled down low
over your eyes,
looking down upon me.

as with all dark forces, 
your strength  is also 
your weakness.

I leave you to your wall,
turn my horse
and ride.

Love

at the bottom 

of the falls

under the pounding 

water

the rocks

wear away

until they are 

hollowed.