if I could scream
with meaning
a sound of fury,
a roar of
significance
but
I can’t
passion has
slipped away
now…numb
sex
friendships
conversations
ideals
all…meaningless
I seek
to become
the perfect
nihilist
then
I hear a
whisper
“the perfect nihilist
doesn’t write poetry.”
Notes
- meaningless…meaningless notes…why bother?
- …see…I’m still trying! Nothing like a little nihilism to add meaning to your life…or…maybe not?
Written: 1992