Stress, My Cardio Path

Glass spills on the counter-top
The rest of what I've got

Cotton cloth caught calling
Monster molding more maladies

Drip

Drop

From the sand clock

Is it that I am repressed?
Or is it that this beating heart
Sees no boundaries around you?

When you leave, it's like you die.

And then I must find
Somewhere in time

A place where you do not exist

- PatInTheHat

Windows

Windows windows, windows exist windows in windows, were windows due windows the windows that windows couldn't windows broomsticks through windows windows. 

The Forgotten Longing

How I know I love you

    Is not due to my romantics

Or how I care for you when you are sick

    It is the feeling I get
    As my stomach fails to set

When I know you are going to leave...

- PatInTheHat

Blank

I only wish
   that people read
               what I am about
                            in the hopes that I'm
                                      better understood
                                                     by those who
                                                                 see me as
                                                                          just a blank canvas

- PatInTheHat