Goodbye

floating,

drifting

mindless shifting through gears

sifting through years of memories

set them free

let it be

cut down the tree

start a fire

build a pyre

about to expire

this is the end

goodbye, my friend

 

 

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel.
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