the
mailman
maybe
not
my
particular
mailman
but
the
mailman

the
music
opened
me
up
like
seeing
trees
for
the
first
time
ever

I’m
a
sucker
for
the
vinyl
and
sounds
of
the
grinder
the
laughter

I
don’t
want
to
just
mouth
the
words
I
want
to
drip
them
stir
loins
with
them

tonight
as
you
drift
off
to
sleep
let
me
be
the
fairy
tale
you
hear

I
would
fight
to
keep
him
but
I
wondered
if
he
would
fight
to
keep
me

she
had
wilting
kale
she
was
avoiding
I
too
had
wilting
kale

your
face
and
I
think
I
couldn’t
love
you
more
but
there’s
always
tomorrow

we
sway
against
and
with
the
rhythms
of
the
earth
the
winds
our
wild
world

I
put
on
my
headphones
turned
up
incesticide
and
skipped
all
the
way
home

I
try
to
remember
what
your
face
looked
like
when
you
left
this
morning

I
have
a
grey
hair
I
adore
I
try
to
showcase
it
when
I
can

my
heart
marinated
in
the
early
nineties
soul
poems
slow
cooked

she
drains
the
hopper
like
a
pro
tuning
out
the
pain
in
his
voice

what
you
want
baby
I
got
it
what
you
need
do
you
know
I
got
it

- aretha franklin

I
wanted
to
sleep
in
your
beard
sleep
forever
in
your
bed
of
beard

the
man
fished
the
cardboard
out
of
the
trash
and
thus
built
himself
a
home

the
day
was
made
so
with
the
help
of
the
marigold
and
the
bean
moths

there
I
was
atop
that
plateau
I
so
feared
standing
on
the
low
high

who
was
your
pivotal
band
the
one
that
changed
your
young
life
forever

I
would
like
to
thank
you
sweet
man
for
showing
me
there's
sparkle
out
there

my
wizard
of
the
pines
the
river
you
did
to
me
what
you
do
well

winking
the
universe
says
looks
like
you
could
use
a
midlife
crisis

carry
me
back
carry
me
back
carry
me
back
baby
where
I
come
from

- led zeppelin

1992
haunting
me
like
the
love
I
so
let
get
away

pass
it
back
and
forth
in
a
passionate
kiss
from
my
mouth
to
yours

- nirvana

I
would
lay
my
head
in
your
lap
and
your
hand
would
rest
on
my
shoulder

sing
to
me
from
your
grave
you
crazy
fucker
from
your
grave
sing
to
me

if
you
were
to
lay
your
head
on
my
breast
I
would
hold
you
and
hold
you

he
gave
me
that
look
like
I’m
watching
you
and
I
could
only
hope
so

you
insist
on
living
muted
beautiful
colors
your
life
a
painting