Just wanted to say thanks, got one due to your early morning post last week.

It's not my best writing, vocabulary wise, but it's from the heart.

...Spring.

A poem I wrote 2 years ago. Inspired by a feeling I've never truly felt before. A love poem. I've written love letters, but my poems have always been about an idea of love, not for anyone specific. This was a distinct turning point in my upcoming poetry book When The Clock Strikes Four

Creating perfection
In human form
Could this ever be the norm?
We'll get there
I tell myself
Manifesting for our health
Be patient
Don't try to rush
But it's so hard not to gush
Our story began
A long time ago
But only now will it show
Itself to others
And everything
Will from my deepest hope...

Will we get there?
The place I'm dreaming
Will set both our hearts to beaming
I'll wait to know
To hear from you
If you feel this feeling too
But in the meantime
I'll listen to the sounds
Love readings all around
If they're right
I'll probably start
Believing in the God of art
(2)

Since the Internet went corporate everything is forever until there's a solar flare emp pulse or something. Maybe not even then. I deleted my Twitter account as soon as /usk bought it and I can't Google my tweets but they're probably out there somewhere.

I was in the middle of Absolution and landed in a mental hospital, the promise of finishing it helped me through. I saw a house centipede in the place as I was getting checked in. I said "it's ok, they're harmless."