A desire to leave Vegas.
It quickly adds up.
OR
How fast it adds up.
She didn’t know how /
lonely I felt whenever/
she wasn’t around.
MY pile of pillows/
is stacked up high to keep me /
from being lonely.
How often must I/
hear “You’re the best ______ ever!”
before I’ll believe?
You wanted a poem /
for Valentine’s Day, then went/
away. Why bother?
False accusations /
help me fathom the pain of/
McCarthyism.
Sometimes, when dreams come/
true, if you’re not careful, they/
can become nightmares.
You, green, think I have
/another. There’s no one else. /
You weren’t there, either.