Jon Collins

Was It Worth It Was it worth it? That ill-begotten, grabbed gain, Really, was it worth the pain? A moment of pleasure, toward buried treasure But: taken not earned, a life upturned

No Words No words I have nothing An empty space, more vacuum than vessel Only the rotational flushing of a dishwasher And the ticking of a clock Mind blank, devoid of thought Falling

Brick by brick Brick by brick, to build a house That's what they say but it's not true There's so much else to do Step by step,

If I only had a typewriter If I only had a typewriter I’d write and write for hours Each sentence would be perfect If I only had a greenhouse I'd

Then it becomes something you hadn't considered before It floats on the edge of a place that you hadn't been to before Sounds in your head that are proving