Hello
I've started with goodbye too many times
So a hello would seem strange
I know
The world is a glass full of heavy sighs
Full of the genius minds belonging to the deranged
I grow
Nervous simply because I never know
Just the way to go after the hello
I'm told
A million paths carry you to the same place
A million butterflies flutter the same way

Good day
'cause bad day sounds like a premonition
Constant remeniscions of a yesterday known
We fade
Brittle bone and muscle they, melt away
And yet through your tears you say
A simple hello
I wait
For the end, unsure if it will come soon
Under a harvest moon or blistering sun
But you
You never were one for goodbyes
Only see you laters


Goodbye
I've seemed to of fallen into the rut again
Where my optimism ends, I find a goodbye
I tried
To look on the brighter side of days
A whipoorwillow's wish away from a hello
You cried
Every time the word escaped my mouth
Yet you never seemed to doubt I'd be wrong
Hello
I will never see your eyes like this
The moment's the passed, the kiss is done, we move on

We have been digging and digging the ground even before our forefathers were born. We enjoy it as it defines the essence of our existence. We even built our homes around the pit so
refuge
won’t be far when
the rain comes and
flood the hole
so we can  have warm stew
when things get cold
and soft bed to lay our backs when we
become weary
We even made fire to
conquer the darkness and
sang songs and danced while we dig
But we have been
plagued
by the why and
never really cared
So we dig and worship the pit
and deny our very
end…

The warmth of day lingered on, shadows played a sweeping sun
grassy swallows swooped, grey dusky light
colors of day, drank away the meadow
in skies of yellow, blue

Wind of wild roses, a thicket swirled sweet the night
flower petaled breezes swept the air
in fragrant fields of dream,
beneath the moon