set alight
new found spring
the lost ring
homeless
fright,
digging in,
he finds it
and presents
like time's right

You're killing yourself
to be in back picture,
Not all trees have limbs,
ask the one destroying
to all these black ashes

Why do we fight against
our primal and conditioned
Not saying reverse of civilized,
but if we were programmed......
Are we monsters here,
These days, simple attractions
will not work as ever a chime,
is of no humanity guarantee.
I'm making my final here peace,
bonding physically is not for me.