Friday, November 28, 2008

this is my giving it goes out to everyone

i am thankful for
plaid
reasons
sweet things
softness
cats
pianos
songwriters
thorns
virtue.

and also
(this might sound a bit strange,)
fevers
circles under eyes
cemeteries
opening wounds
night driving
being alone.

but i promise i am most thankful for
you.

2 comments:

Ianthe Wilde said...

this is way more uplifting than my thanksgiving poem. i am a fan.

Annie-Laure said...

i liked everything except the part where you were thankful about "open wounds", because, unless you mean that in a metaphorical sense, that is just sort of gory. the first aid kit is under the bed.

i do love you, though.