Poem: 2017-11-09

all this stuff
piled all up
into heaps
oddly enough
it’s never enough
and always less
than desireable

yet there it lays
and there it stays
all of our days
until the day we’re not.

It is National Novel Writing month – and well I don’t write Novels but I do try to write novel poetry. One a day for November!

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