Life Oh Life

life oh life
what rest is there that you can give?
you have been dancing
and hip hopping and wriggling
and jumping
and running randomly to
any possible direction

life oh life
tell me what is in store for me out there?
is there no other island of desire?
is there no other haven for love?

life oh life
tell me, boredom like termites are eating
each wood of my house
each bone of my body
each nerve

tell me, life,
where do we go from here? shall death be an answer?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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