Freeverse 561

12/21/21

can humanity ever retire?
I'm on a news island
and still inquiring after all these years
in the forest of quiet
after being slapped by raspberry vines
who does god confess to?
always asking for double this and double that
like a thirsty carpet that drinks everything spilled
we only receive rain in winter when wishing for snow
satellites in the air like birds on a wire singing data
the garbage can dragged to the end of the driveway always returns
we are closer, yes, but empty and unclean
what are my floptions?
everyone talks about their spark
but where is flint for me?

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