Better To Try And Fail Than Not

For Her I Changed Pebbles Into Diamonds, Shoes Into Mirrors, I Changed Glass Into Water, I Gave Her Wings And Pulled Birds From Her Ears And In Her Pockets She Found The Feathers, I Asked A Pear To Become A Pineapple, A Pineapple To Become A Lightbulb, A Lightbulb To Become The Moon, And The Moon To Become A Coin I Flipped For Her Love.

Empty Teacups Gathered Around Her And Dictionary Pages Fell At Her Feet.

There Are So Many Ways To Be Alive, But Only One Way To Be Dead.

In Life We Sit At The Table And Refuse To Eat, And In Death We Are Eternally Hungry.

I Always Wrote Little Things When I Was Younger. My First Opus Was A Book Of Poems Put Down In A Spiral Notebook At Five Or Six, Handsomely Accompanied By Crayon Illustrations.