I find myself at the end of the night crying over a slightly warped record on the turntable
Fading in and out of tune
Resolving flat and
Making the song sound sadder than it's meant to be

Now I feel like an adult
It only took me 21 years
And several Kentucky ale beers

Alone at a bar

I always wondered why I could never find any body like you

Then I realized I didn't want to

what is my place

this season is different
dim lights, warm weather
lost jobs, lost sights
caught in the current

of cold spring nights
spent thinking on the eve
of bitter winter memories
that cannot be forgot

i wroteyou

so many drunken letters 

that i never sent

once i push the thoughts ofyou

out of my head, they are gone 

forgood

i keep the letters in case 

i must remember

but trust meyou're not special

all responsibility

is gone >>>

push out to make room 

for the trivial 

exponentially less 

important thoughts

done is school

done is bills

done is me

done isyou

I thought the snow would be here sooner.
I stayed up til dawn to watch it fall.

What is my fascination with precipitation?
I wish I didn't care for it at all.

Under the influence and over the crowd,
I'll go outside and have a ball.

Dancing around in the sky that's falling,
Ignoring each and every person's call:

"Kate, get inside before you freeze!"
"Kate, come warm up inside the great hall."

They'll coax me inside to a big warm bed where I'll lay
Sprawled across it like a little rag doll.

There I'll drift until sleep settles me to the ground
where I'll rest as silently as snowflakes on a wall.

Found Poetry in My Twitter Drafts

1. 

I wish I was a smoker so I'd have a reason to be standing in the rain right now.

2.

The empty seat beside me beckons your buttocks in the bright street lamps that I bellow to at night.

3.

Poetry via twitter

Saved as drafts

Waiting longingly 

to describe the night

I just had with you by my side.