My Sweet Nothings

by Beau Sia
I forget what formulas your love works with.
You've stated things that proofs cannot prove.
Your hands are a diagram why romance with you has failed.
I reduce you to math poetics;
Dehumanizing to empower, but it's not working.
I just wish you didn't encompass my entire heart grid.
I was forced;
'Cause I have no desire to leave you.
Even though all you do, is subtract from me.

Lost and.. not Found?
          by Walton V. Tran

Hello, my name is.. Found. Remember me?
Giving me the cold shoulder are you?
Well.. do you.. know how much a polar bear weighs?
..enough to break the ice, anyway let's talk.
No really, it's about time. Listen.

I whisper subtle subtlety's subtlety.
Didn't get it? Didn't think you did.
I whisper secrets quietly, and undeniably
you turned your cheek, not exactly propriety.

And so I hit the pause button. No wait flip the switch.
As I pick myself pieces from the tiny bits of frits
of your memory. My memory? Ours.

Is it too much of a cost? To you it's probably a toss
of the coin. I never knew I was to blame for your exhaust.
Maybe I should be degaussed to accost for your shame embossed
cover. Or maybe really it's only me. Maybe I'm not Found. Maybe I'm just.. Lost?

Because it’s a Tuesday.
          by Walton V. Tran

I believe that it is past due. Past due to say that I need to,
That I need to say; that I need to do; to say “I do” to you so will you
Fly true with words that are now due; to begin with anew; wake up morning due
Will you? Will you? Because I will too.

I will carry. Carry on with the love that I’ll never bury.
Slow down, not married; not marry in front of “the” child of Mary.
But without worry weary, I must confess you’re beyond ordinary.
More ordinary; like a little extra ordinary. Something like extraordinary

Life’s locked, key’s love. Heavenly key sent by doves flying high above.
Treasure cove, I found you. My diamond, my Pearl, my precious love.
Hold up. No glove, no love. This is what it is of; Of love or something thereof.
Near the end, don’t shove. So let me finish my belove, I love this love.