Masterful scribblings

on
my
green heart
she has etched
masterful scribblings
can she read what she has written

Mediocre manicotti

mediocre manicotti
then I realized
problem was
in fact
my
mood

the
nail
polish
nightmares – when
she managed to choose
the color, she noticed the chip

unraveling steel threads may be
much easier than
untangling
strands of
her
hair

I
wake
with a
heightened sense
of impending doom
stupid life without you just sucks

they
say
finders
keepers – I
have found love, I get
to keep the eternal heartache

was
a
fool to
fall for it
exponential risks
of being in love grow with time

it’s
not
fair – half
a dozen
years of pain for just
a fortnight of relationship

I
was
telling
you deepest
secrets of my heart
while you were savoring the thrill