TO THIS HEAVEN:

I MELT

part one: 

to you,

this heaven 

that i touch.

(sometimes)

i write you

a thousand

poems of 

adoration,

and its never enough

for me to show you

how i feel.

part two:

i spoke a thousand

words, into a tin can,

and through barbed

wire it found your ears.

barbed and sleeping on

the couch, i am only 

as comfortable as i

think i am, and right now,

to this heaven: i melt.