ROMANCE


She says I never give her flowers

and try as I might to fight

she�s right.

I don�t buy flowers.

I can�t afford them

and they�re stupid

celebrating romance

by finding life

and cutting it

and killing it?

It's barbaric

and short-term anyway.

The rotted leaves are messy

and the beauty so quickly,

so quaintly confiscated.


I try to give

to love

as I can.

I write her poems

I hold her

I squeeze her

I fuck her

even when I don�t want to.


I offer what I can

and when

and however much I can afford.

So I don�t send her flowers.

But hopefully, I make up for it.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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