Rebirth

No one's got it all,
The energy to enthrall
The will to forestall,
More than you can fall.

Now I like you,
I do.
Honest.

But the vines,
They clench my mind
In the forest.


Still isn't a question,
Its quicksand.
Its supposed to let things grow I heard,
Water and land.

Well it sucks at me,
A whirlpool of thoughts.
And I'm still waiting to connect the dots.

Tracing slowly, the lines on my hand
A gently glinting knife.
No matter then,
What use is it.
I'll comfort myself in my next life.

(I begin and end with Regina. My tribute, in my small way.)