Sunday Drive

We’re up high
bird’s eye view
as we look down
in the distance below
the city buildings
in a haphazard row
seem like jagged, broken teeth
in a mouth that’s felt
the punishing impact of a closed fist
or never been kissed
but you say
from so far away
they look like tombstones

Death Sentence

A death sentence
is what we need
just a few words
strung together
like so
that can tie up the loose ends
and see us part as friends
start to mend raw edges
A death sentence
that will make you see
there’s no life left in what we had
words wounded it
and they need to finish it off
so there’s no misconception
no expectation of resurrection
A death sentence
twenty five words or less
so we can lay to rest
once and for all
our sakes
this long
drawn
out
final
farewell

well,
I’ll go first

An Unguarded Heart

The heart needs protecting
never forgetting
that constant vigilance
and diligence
is required to combat threats to its fragility
an unguarded heart
poses a greater threat to life
than a thousand strikes
and blows
he who knows this
shows true strength
there is no length a heart won’t go to
so you better know how to last the distance