Have a new collection out, but this one missed the edition. Here's .
S for Will
To have a mind like he once had,
Is bound to go amiss
The regal air of ancient ones
Confused in naive bliss
It isn't the thought that counts for much
But how you see the world
The pain I have from worlds like Mars
Endears me to unfurl.
Where he went once, I went all over again
Planting and picking these flowers for you
Hearts he once mended, I burrowed through.
How could I be but beautiful?
I hated it all, and yet I loved some too
It's always prettier now than then.
I was born so long ago, without a time,
But if not now, than when?
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