The night has set in,

stars too shy to glow;

The world's set to die,

but, for now, for once-

it's my turn to fly.

It is a good thing

Quite a fine thing, yes

To be a friend, the

One that gives, and not

The one that just takes.

Look past my faults, please

And you will see that

I will give my best

At all times, as long

As you do the same.

Here is one more chance

For you, my dear friend

Let us try once more

Get it right this time

For, I know we can.

what is the term for

when your heart gnaws at

your ribs? am i ill,

or just a girl made

of want? what is to

want? to want, to want:

to long for so much

that your chest falls in.

to grow sick with a

dream that you are the

one that plagues me 'stead

of this. this, just a

beast that seeks to claim.

a wolf and a gleam

of the moon and a

plea to the sky. let

me in! let me give

my all to you. i

want. i want. i want.

Hey, girl, you’re on fire. *

Aw, that’s sweet, thanks, hon.

No, for real, you’re on—

Fire! Get it off me!!

Yeah, just hold still for—

Quick! Just do it now!

I am, just calm down!

Don’t tell me to calm—

Hon, put your arms down.

—down, you...huh? My arms...?

Yes, now come here quick!

Why? What are you—hey!

Uh, that’s the first thing—

That’s used dish soap, hon!!!

—that came to my mind—

My sleeve is gross now.

—but I mean, that’s not—

This grease won’t come off!

—as bad as a burned—

My brand new shirt, too!

—sleeve, right...? Oops...babe, I’m—

(lack of sound from her)

I’m so sor...I’ll pay

for a new—ouch! Hon!!

(steps cross toward next room)

What was that for? You—

Oh, you have to ask?

—should want to thank me!

(door shuts with a bang)

(sighs)Dang, what did I

do now? Guess I should...

(sounds of bath start up)

...clean this up for now...

(a few hours have passed)

(sighs as he lays down)

Babe, I feel so bad...

(He turns, meets her eyes)

(shrugs) Shirt was half off.

Still, you loved it lots.

I love you more, hon.

(smiles) Love you too, babe.

~~~

* Note to the reader: I realize the word “fire” can be read as either one or two syllables, depending on your preference. I kindly request that you consider it a one-syllable word for the purposes of this piece. :)

help, i fell too deep,

all in you. please, tell

you need me as much

as i need you, if

not more. and i swear,

i will be there for

you. i will be the

light, when it is too

dark for you to see.

the touch, when you need

to be held just so

you could sleep through the

night. say the words, and

that is what i will

be, for you. tell me

that you fell too deep,

all in me, so i

can fall asleep tonight, in

hopes to dream of us.

One word with one sound

weighs light on my chest

where life seems to pound

to force any self test.

One word with one sound

to keep my fast thought

safe when I am bound

to prove I once fought.

One word with one sound

takes me past the role

you set on high ground

that slows my own stroll.

One word with one sound

heard over my fate's scream

floats strength when I drown

brings me back my dream.

I like big words and

they make me feel large,

but small words can have

more strength than big ones,

and it's a great time

to try a new thing

and find a new way

to say the same things.

Cats don't like school much.

They sit in the back,

Purr too loud for the

Class to hear the words

Said, and scratch at legs

When kids don't say hi

And rub their soft heads.