I am a little bit of everything

Half plastic and half dirt.

My roots don’t grow from just one tree—

They spread across the earth.

Through grooves and tunnels

Old and new

The trodden and unknown.

Though I may wander far and wide

My body knows it’s home...

He came to weep beside my stone,

A living boy that mourned alone.

With cheeks flushed red he knelt and said

“Oh how I grieve the ones who’re dead”.

What silly words, I wished to say.

Though he’ll be deaf till comes his day.

For living boys think all the same

Till breaths a dream far yonder.

To fear the grave, yet live like stone

Belongs to breathing men alone.

I can’t recall, I fail to care

Of w...

Everyone glimpse at the star

That sits atop a midnight mound,

It glimmers like a speck of dust

In seas of endless ground.

Words sublime are uttered

While gazing up around a crowd,

But once they’re left alone

There are no phrases to be found.

And so they wished upon the star

That shined its memories on the sky,

And though they saw the light it shown

The star had since long died....