I got me a lemon tree down my drive
Right at my front door...

In a private corner of my garden
Stands a feeding tray...

Growing old and still searching
Saying prayers...

GUNS
What is it about people with guns...

Physics and AI,
drafting humanity for yet another con job...

We were almost forever.
So close it hurt...

In the vastness of time,
I have been allocated this space...

So much has come and gone for me.
At the foot of the mountain once again...

Here I am, armed with my pen,
its ink running low. lifespan...