tiny poems
by scott hess
Monday, October 25, 2010
BURNING
these days the blank page always
begs questions. for me these
revolve around existence
and meaning: why this?
and in light of that
now what is to be
done?
and answers never
seem to arrive
just as planets
keep safe distance
from the sun.
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