of the holidays are gone.
the hope of hearing her voice
has turned back into fear
of never hearing it again.
if I could act,
I would not have to be
a writer.
I never learned to serve
a volleyball overhead,
and this seemed important
when I was a kid.
there must always be room
for improvement,
especially with love.
don't drown today,
on what could be
coughed up tomorrow.
the only important things
are the important things,
just ask class rings.