you speak as if you know me,
and hover around to create annoyance
you hum, and your insides reverberate like bird bones
you are hollow and defenseless,
making me think that you are just another runt
another runt i can help and nurse and love
and then let go.

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i haven't seen you since the day i let you go
i hope the headstone fit you nicely
did you like the white lillies,
or do you prefer daisys and baby's breath?
i was hoping i could write you a nice poem
to put on your nice oak casket,
but i decided against when i found out i would be the only one
was i the only one?

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breaking the silence is the best part of any day,
and i feel like being loud and angry and loving to you,
all at once. and i know it is hard to think that i want the best for you
i know it is hard,
but i love you in a loud, angry sort of way, and i want you to know
that i won't forget the days of summer we spent, walking in your property