It was long ago
and memories now...

Beware of what you say ‘yes’ to
it is such a small word...

There are gentle Spring days
when the air hushes...

Homecoming isn’t
the same anymore...

They say you are gone
but I know you are only...

I don’t have space
for grief...

The squawking parrots open
the first bars of morning...

I have a few addictions
Italian food...

The owl came last night
it’s never been before...

The earth knows
no religion...

The clock does not know
it will continue ticking...

The world is crumbling,
life has gone insane...