Day #3: Search


Perhaps you know the feeling.

Standing in the kitchen, hungering.
There has to be something.
I open up the refrigerator and register its contents.
What would fulfill?
Over to the pantry.
My arms open the doors wide,
My eyes take in the bounty.
There is hunger for sure, yet
I don’t know what I’m looking for.
I don’t know what I want.

It’s the same thing when I sit down to write, sometimes.
I hunger for
Right words,
Right thoughts.

Instead, I find myself gazing up and down shelves,
Nibbling on one thing,
Then another,
Then dissatisfied
Wondering what I’m really
Searching for.


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