The things on the back of my mind that came to the front
Growing pains, ephemerality, wisdoms
Stream of Consciousness
think, locale: Mediterranean cliffside rock, perched over soft incoming waves meeting the hard surface of land [I am here often] think: in that moment]
On My Dreams
I dream to be MacKenzie Scott.
I dream of wealth — of hoarding it, having it, spending it leisurely,
of giving it away, of hiding it in plain clothes.
Favorite Poems & Book
plenty of it he answered
but at times we get tired
of using it
we get bored with the routine
and crave beauty
and excitement
fire is beautiful
and we know that if we get
too close it will kill us
A Few Life Goals
I hope I’m not embarrassed by this in 30 years.