We had not spoken in over a year
So we set out on a drive
We chopped it up and asked questions
Really had to dig down inside
I had imagined this moment
And how I would really open up
Then I remembered why we hadn’t talked
And asked myself, “For what?”
What is your purpose?
What was I supposed to miss?
I couldn’t tell you
I can’t remember
It blew away like a kiss is the wind
You’ve been in and out, out and about
Doing that and this
Odd jobs, and chasing clout
What do you even have to show for it?
That you can keep a job
Or get your own crib
For just a couple of years
You almost kind of had it “together”
Then you lost it slowly, but surely
Like a bird’s feathers every year
Bye bye goodbye
New beginnings again
Never settled, never rooted, grounded
Always hoping to ascend
But when it all ends
On the day there’s no tomorrow
I wonder what I’ll feel
Pain or maybe sorrow
I’ll look down at you
I’ll look deep inside me
And ask myself
Will I cry?
I don’t know
R.I.P.
Recycled Flowers 