Shane Koyczan

He  is the kind that defines ‘extra’

In my life and in other people’s too

Not the kind of extra that is wasted

But the kind of extra that adds magic

That gives the ‘glittery dust’ charm

That extra  that helps you help your friend

He doesn’t know of my existence

But the way his words flow

made my insides glow

The way his words travelled

through my veins

left bumps on my skin

That man touched me

like I had never been before

Burst tomatoes in my black hole

Healed my wounds

without asking where it hurts

Answered my prayers

without being my God