White Notepad #2

Tanner Boyle

»don’t let yourself fade away,

my boy, not like this»

when we’re apart everything crumbles

when we’re together we both feel so beautiful

at least

that’s what i tell myself

i’m detached in the best way possible

forget our sadness ever existed

follow dreams forget pasts

coffee & beethoven

firm belief in detachment

closed doors are fine

temporary

voluntary optimism sprouts from my pores gracefully

are you afraid of

happiness?

why doncha kiss her

instead of talking her to death?

a man without qualities

is a man without hope

is a man without ambitions

is a man without humanity

is a man without

i need you to tell me

to stop watching depressing films

mother,

i don’t want to be a poet

i’ll never be able

to feed a family

her name is

her name is

calliope

i may never be rimbaud

but i’ll recite him

and bukowski

to you forever