Haunting this countertop/
Wondering how could all/
This go bad and walk/
Away from us, the patterns caught/
On repetition in my life, absent thought/
A coward's plot/
To brandish false/
Hope and manage slots/
Left over from the branch that rots/
Away, the old adage copped/
As an excuse, wrath of God/
Plant your balk-/
-ing seeds and stand and walk/
Because you are my spectre/
And I'm stressing/
Out over the time left in/
Our dying ending/
The price mentioned/
Was too much, so I write, wept in/
Quiet, bet this/
Life's questions/
Won't answer why settling/
Down defied convention/
My best friend/
You'll soon fly, stretching/
Our hearts like vested/
Lives destined/
To find remnants/
Of each other in every girl or guy messed with/
And getting over you/
Is akin to choking booze/
Down and moping through/
My days, hopeless, nude/
Vulnerable, emotions bruised/
Soaked in blue/
Feelings, morose and gloom/
My heart poured into/
Every poem proof-/
-read at a bar, alone, enthused/
For nothing but foreboding moves/
Prose is glued/
To my eyelids, the chosen few/
That make the road we rue-/
-fully walk down not a total slu-/
-icing off of our former hues/
See me in every errant pen/
That stares and grins/
At you and cherishes/
Your caring lens/
That sees the world and cares and lends/
A cherry red/
Kiss and buries them/
In kindness, I sweared it then/
And now, but marriage went/
The way of our weariness/
Let the ocean's ensnaring winds/
Carry this/
All bleary fits/
Of weeping until my larynx rips/
Itself from my throat, I'm daring it/
Love is a scary den/
To leave, but it's our merriment/
