.
walking past this hill I think
the split hill because
.
it is split, a dike
of igneous rock unique
birthmark of a handsome hill.
.
never do I think, there –
that Jenkins, I bet he’d have
liked that his name has been
laid on this hill. it mirrors
the basis of him: two faced.
.
why do you
want to be remembered as
forgotten. so afraid you mean
nothing, why not embody instead
that which you wish you were.
why not live a life as
big as the hill?
.
everyone
would remember you then and
you would not care,
complete.
.
orphan poems 