Unpressed Flowers 1_18_2026

Wickedjohnandthedevil

Half my life has settled into
Time to try the things we never
Make your mind up about it

White third eye embroidered on the
Waves wash out the water green and
Serpentine the river bending

And I’ve wasted half the night
Counting cards I can’t remember
Nothing wrong and nothing right
Just a state of mind

Distant light galactic haze of
Cold green moss a terrarium for
Wind cleans the grass in the daylight

Vacant land a chimney and some
Unpressed flowers in the album of your
Best just to keep it to yourself