Something Absurd Keeps Going

there is something absurd
that keeps on going inside us

this constant craving for what
we do not know yet we claim we want

we feel the need and yet we cannot
really touch it and when we touch it

it gets so painful and we step a foot
backward and then we ponder and

then we go forward we first dislike
it and then we touch it again

there is this feeling that we cannot
describe with the word that we know

it is elating and elevating us one
stair up and then the winds carry us

we do not know what nowhere is
but it is there, it is there, it is....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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