“Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity!” Is it you, always, or is it never me I am immune of all responsibility How do you live in the skin of your humanity yes, it befell you, but I’m cloaked in invincibility even though, true, I’m not river dipped like Achilles but, I don’t need a walk light…
on the death of a tree
Can you hear me? Can you hear me cry? Can you hear me as I die? I wonder if my voice travels Outside this place, this clearing, Surrounded by my brethren And sisters born from a great fire. The staff of my life has rotted away See my mangled entrails, my roots Now exposed by…
I’m anonymous
I’m anonymous — I like it that way I know who you are — I like you my prey I take what I want — destroying the rest I learned a long time ago — it’s easiest creating my code — that makes me smart opening doors — now that’s my art I think I’m…