latesummertuesdayblues

I started this poem,
accidentally deleted it,
and had to start over.

the first one was better,
so I apologize for this shit. 

it's hot under the umbrellas.
hit me up on the hip.
when I ain't so brave.
and the day ain't so grey.

there is a dove.
on instagram
and dear Laura Nicole.
don't ya know.
I have been doing this.
middle name thing.
for quite some time. 

everyone is ready for there outlaw moment.
maybe this is mine. 
everyone is ready for their poem. 
maybe I have been selfish. 

I keep waiting for silence.
I wish I could stop writing.
for a year.
but that would mean I am dead.

the only way I get to see.
the love of my life.
is a photo on her website.
she will laugh at this.