Poetry

Slow Down

2025

Wake up, he says, it's time to go The sign post called a name it's time to go, do we really have to? Semper Fi tears, I can’t comprehend I'm past the point of learning, I don’t understand— the frailty of youth, My mind was fucked and you don’t know what you’ve done Now that you've left me, the only son.
Slow Down | Will Winkler