the longing

don't be cruel
this shall soon pass
you secret squirrel
seven months later ill still love you
im leaving soon
and i want to have a
little fun
sign stamped envelopes
lick the sticky
these nights
out our back door
im hooking another sunday
on the hat rack
of spickets
the long shooter who gave me a semi-private show
stop stealing names, like zoe, that
used to mean something
lets take the fast track
such pretty eyes
you have scars tattooed behind your ears
windex clear view
dmv this morning
powell station crunch
insignificant places, significant
faces
have you met my sister?
west coast to east coast
were all just birds
in mid flight
i realize that I'm not o.k
ultimately ill find myself
missing you