- Will not be going to grad school this next sem.
- A week behind in classes.
- Several weeks behind in honors course.
- Been very sick.
- Lost his job.
Because I am not ready to talk about the above, I thought I'd just slowly post poetry on here, some old, some new, most not marked as new or old.
Thank You.
Thank you for giving me this suicidal romance.
A kiss from the lips of a mystic.
Thank you for shedding a tear on the grace of God.
"Here we mourn our father."
Thank you for giving me this rose.
Huxley denied want, I denied life.
Thank you for being a fallen star.
I wished you down, and was set ablaze.
Thank you for letting me cry at your funeral.
And for not being offended when it was all in my head.
And for not being offended when it was all in my head.

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