Down in the canyon
Where the sun falls
Onto a stone, the light
Of autumn.
Down in
The shadow of the
Stone’s deeper signs
Small birds sing.
On the wind
I know the time
When everything dies
I know the time
When everything lives
On the wind.
The trees become themselves.
Quiet as deeper into
The night you go
Never leaving your feet
You float.

The genie gives three wishes, but I need only one.
I'd wish to have never existed. Exceptions? Bar none.

lack of progression within your mind
all show the signs of a broken mental
create self pity to remedy
no one cares secretly
I’m just being nice


it’s just that I like you a lot
please don’t go

a tiny forced smile,
a feeling of hollowness
going our own ways.
25/9/2020

I want to leave a footprint
Saying I was here
I want to make a better world
For the next 1000 years
Maybe I’m delusional
With lofty selfish goals
Or maybe I’m just curious
To watch my legend grow
So I take each day
One each as it’s own
For I know that one day
I’ll be just skull and bones