11/9/24

I think we're like the Milky Way.

Through the vastness of space we found us

and built friendships.

We grew a galaxy

and we've had different stars and planets

moons and rings come and gone.

My bones no longer have need to show

but bend when all the seasons change,

Come spring I have new seeds to sow

Like a gear slowly rusting 

With feet like cement 

We are zombies of snow and sleet 

Brain fog taking control