fossil

the nautilus guiding me
250 million years
round my neck

it's spirit has
penetrated my chest
and inserted unrest

my heart wants to roam
my mind wants to dream
my hands hold the key

still so much to learn
so much to explore
at barely 24

these are the days
i will never get back

these are the days
where i can't slack

set aside the green
make room for the red

rabbit holes all
through my head

spiraling

the nautilus guiding me
250 million years
round my neck

eras
of
living
history

time
makes me question

what really matters to me

and i am learning
it goes far beyond
the physical body

what really matters to me

is that at 70
i will be proud
of myself

knowing

i did what i thought best

that i

took advantage
of living

instead of

decaying in the
Wasteland
of after thoughts