The Cup We Thirst

Posted by Robert Anderson On Thursday, June 18, 2009 0 comments

as tongues place themselves

in positions to create

awkward silences

that refuse to break

and all the things

that conjure

endeavors in the air

serve a bitter notion

simplicity is rare

complication is question

of reason to pursue

answers that

make no sense

and die untrue

throughout the ripples

of longing for the universe

to measure us by

the cup we thirst

'til time ticks away

and turns us to dust

  unto our final hours

into the earth's crust

and stars carry away

our memory in time

  to deem all the ways

we'd be immortalized

  'cause things like that

are in the nature of humans

unless we are but

creatures unproven

to worthiness

destined to lose throughout

the cost of things

we are without

and a poet's mark is

justified deep in

the thoughts that make

him passionate

same as a thousand

painters who

build like bricks

things to be expressed

beyond any word

for we long to be measured

by the cup we thirst

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