Reid@YWP

Ya know

Sometimes I don’t think

That things will ever get better

Sometimes I don’t see

How they really could

But I’m not always like that

Sometimes I think

“Maybe someday”

“Maybe it will improve”

What will you do with your one wild and precious life? 

There was June snow 

All day today,

Whispering through the air

I am someone who is waiting on a dock in the middle of the night. There is a gross, green electric light shining on me. There is something out in the waves.