I possess no magic,
No special powers.
I am just a man,
Who walks the earth.
An earth which owes me
Food, water and air
Are all given on account.
And when my debt is due,
I will die.
My body returning sustenance
To that earth which,
Granted to me the quickest glimpse,
Of the beauty and wonder
That is the world.
Nose to the grindstone, still lost my job.
Working was life, pushing away all my friends.
Is it time for me to start another chapter,
Or is this where my story finally ends?
Cleaning up the diet, working out every day,
Seems overwhelming, like a Herculean feat.
But I have to get with it so that when I die,
Sammy has something nutritious to eat.
Losing myself out on Chumash land,
So peaceful, serene, every nook and cranny.
Went into the woods to chase a dream and
Wound up lying amongst the Frangipani…