Summer exists as
a daydream while I toil
the golden hours by
pure moments occur shortly
and so sweet as a orange

Motivations burn,
Searing into my ****** mind!
Yet the flame dies down…
Disappearing like a ghost,
Leaving me an empty husk.

Hecate the great,
A being of magical
Origin. She’ll make
Your crossroads feel clear again,
A kind of sweet sorcery.

2. Guru of healing,
Darling Gula, patron of
The Sumerian
Followers. Nurturing
And motherly, her embrace.

3. Goddess of the pen,
The brain, the stars, all in one.
Nibida reads the
Stars and writes the story to
Keep it immortal and free

There is only one
thing left for a flower to
do once it has bloomed
fight it or let it happen
even the best can still lose

two friends sitting on the train
drinking box wine
not giving a ****
how much I envy them
as I'm rolling into work

Long train rides
into new experiences.
The budding mind grows
with external stimuli.
Reflection waters the mind.