Your work is in a league of its own... Truly. I don't even know where to begin with these. I have favorite line after favorite line... "You can only have one favorite, Bennett." "I know, but it's impossible to choose..."

Ok. The stanza I found perhaps the most devastating was this:

Without question of consequences,
we accept nothing,
not even the company of another
whose shoulder would rest beneath
our sorrows.

I wish I had a book of your poems on my nightstand.