59/ pixels on a screen

I couldn’t take my life seriously,
always concealed myself, was never real to myself,
that’s why I say I wasted my life away.
Maybe nothing exists; I could be no one,
only pixels on a screen.
Showers sweep along the coast,
and by morning we are home.

Built into creation
is the ability of things to evolve.
That’s the genius of everything:
we come from the same source,
almost nothing.