Poem a Day – 2 of 30

Death

There is a hole in the world

that spirals hole-in-the-world

     down

              and

                   down

          and

      down.

Some pretend it is Hell.

Others call it manmade

                     destruction.

It is what it is:

                           A hole

                 in the world.

Why are we not content with unknowing?

Why do we stand on its brink

                                               fixated

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