i sprinkle
flower seeds
behind me
as i drive
yet there is
no sustenance
to be found
in the barren
fields of an
indifferent
sphere.

like a fool
i keep trying
repeating all
the same mistakes
as the dried hulls
crack beneath
my deflated tires
seeking beauty
but only finding
my ugliness
reflected back
in the disillusioned
vacancy where
childhood wonder

died.