Then what?

Then what?

A Poem by But,itis,theend

None of this is helping
fill the void.
I carry it like a grocery bag
without a counter
to place it on.
I douse it
in all available
enjoyment drinks.
Judging the taste
makes this a hobby.
Dunk it in the tank
Swallow it up
Snuff it out
I know about the futility.
And if this can't work
you must?
And if not you
then what?


Strap it to my back.
But
I want fulfillment.
That is the only you will find.

© 2018 But,itis,theend


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But,itis,theend
But,itis,theend

Hyannis, MA



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Good place to let it fly. I wish only to let it go. more..

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