Pieces of this puzzle

Pieces of this puzzle
were lost long ago
and we kept looking
for parts
that didn't exist

Dust dunes

I

Watching the moon ride
with us outside the window
of our train
We had kissed

II

I remember that night
for we had met between
intervals of parting

We had met with
that same feeling
in our stomachs

Just!

You're not allowed to
kiss me now
I just finished
convincing myself
you have to leave

Food Lovers

Like kids
we fought
over food
for it was that food
that bound us
and found us
together
lurking
outside that same restaurant

Erasure

She
opened the door
and said,
'there's no one at home'

Love Potion

1. 

you just walked

past all our memories

2. 

how 

can I redeem 

these two cities 

of all our love

3.

like lovers

on a mountain top

kissing 

under the crescent moon

we held hands
behind my back

and braved the storm

that blew into our souls
we rose
with waves in our hair
and fell
spiral free

in the whirlpool

of magic

some love potion

it must have been

now

I am just hung over

Binter

I wrote about you

and decided 

I didn't need to

But I have

Here

And if this is what I have
I'm glad for this winter

And all the fog!

Micropoetry

Lets partner
And never be honest enough

Bracket Poetry

(Its not about you)

Its about me

(heard that before)

Its about telling myself 

(two drinks later)

that I still love you
and I want to have you

(only because you happen to be here)

(drunk)

for the night

(and we know its going to be good)

I'm sick

1.

This space
we're trying to occupy
This middle ground
does not exist

2.

I'm sick
of writing
about you

Relieved

to know
depression
from inside
and then
from outside

Like you

1.

Someone asked

if we talk

I said

Yes

finally 

we do 

about you

of course

2.

Someone said

I laugh like you

3.

And I laughed

just like you

4.

And just like that

When I ate alone

You appeared

Appear Disappear

1.

The thought
that I have finally forgotten you
is also the thought
that reminds me of you

2.

The thoughts
are finally my own
(but not quite)

3.

I play this game
of remembering and forgetting

4.

You just
appear disappear

5.

I live in my head
and you
of course
live somewhere else

Too busy for love

1.

I fell
out of love
you didn't
send that last post card
I asked for

2.

In moments of mad rush
I miss being loved

From 2008

Keep myself busy to let my mind off you
Keep myself mindlessly free
and busy my thought with you

This happens to you too

Too lazy
to sharpen

my kajal pencil,

I poke myself
in the eye,

every morning.