Pile of Words

a compilation of 5 poems I wrote while I was on the bus on the way to my bus stop.

i) what if there was

a noose around my neck

that would tighten

each time i began

to love you

more than was

needed?

 

ii) what if all the cars

in line on the road were

chasing time to

say goodbye to those

they loved?

 

iii) the way your heart beat

when you saw me smile

when you saw me cry

when you spoke

such gentle words

to my stitched-up heart.

 

iv) the places i called home

are where pieces of my heart

are found in the hard ice

where my boots cannot touch.

 

v) when people tell me

i don’t understand love

my heart falls deeper

until i cannot hear

my own heartbeat.