To a Once Dear Friend
July 27, 2015
Spring. Kensington Gardens
September 30, 2015


I wait no more, for man or beast
As time nibbles away at my lifetime left.
I wait no more for the prize that may present
Instead, I now give life, spice, a shove,
Hoping for a little help from above;
My aspiration will be fulfilled,
But wait for others, no, much time, I’ve already killed.