2023.6

Her song is a spell
And I'd listen all night, but
She doesn't sing for me

2023.5

Hand me the scalpel
To my own heart surgery
It's time you're removed

A brushed shoulder
A half-turn and eye contact
"Excuse me... hello"

It was not my fault,
Not that I need to tell you,
What happened to us

Looking for that one
With devotion, honesty,
And available

Spinning and swirling
My head just won't stay on straight
Frankly, I blame you

The snow keeps coming, 
But your text will keep me warm,
If you'll just send it

Here I sit waiting,
But I don't think you're coming,
So I'll drink your drink

How did you do it?
It took you no time at all.
What is your secret?

Running the numbers,
If it takes all that you've got,
What will you have left?