Inconsequence. A poem.

Spectacularly inconsequential,
a life subsumed
in lack of meaning
and purpose.

A breeze blows through
and every tinder brush
and tumble weed
seems like it’s heaven sent.

 

The All or the Nothing is my first e-book of poetry. To find out how to buy a copy,
click here.

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