painting – Saint Beckett

I never win….

….but I can beat a rug.

Climbing the…

…tree of destiny.

Time for shopping….

….on bin night.

Getting ready …

….for the big nothing.

Tell me why…..

….I will die.

This time.

I only have eyes

….to see.

Stick and bones…

….are my home.

The wind will blow…

…the clouds away.

Time to uproot….

….move to another pile of manure.

When you run out…

…of storage space.

What can we do?