Mine alone!

If it be true that I have

this brief and trembling

patch of earthy time to 

make my way and do 

something within the line

that’s drawn around my life,

then let it be mine alone

to fill with greatness or

the ordinariness of despair,

mine alone—you hear!— 

to create with energy, 

to build or to fuckup as I please,

mine alone to dream and

savour or waste with regret,

mine alone to live out fully

or empty and sad as I wish,

mine alone to take with me 

to my boundless forgotten grave.


Mine alone!