Time teaches us

to lose, or to win

or to do

whatever we want.

Neglect is

my friend

it has been

for decades, like a stray cat

that sees

everything, with its yellow eyes.

I walk into

years

of neediness…

Then, I don’t need anything

and I cringe, at the many hands

that try to pet me.

Opinions are the same

Thoughts are few

and Actions, are the way

into

the tall grass,

where nobody goes, but me

gasoline flames

I walk through the fire

We all get

consumed.

The right way

or the wrong way

is taught

to everybody.

I go my own way

I listen to

people

and watch them do

needless things.

Even in my emptiness

I don’t ask for anything

I

kill rats

I

eat trash

I

starve

while enjoying

not eating.

It’s safe to say,

“I’m on fire.”

I can’t be put-out

by buckets of water

I

walk through fields

of flames

alone.