No Turn

A Poem by Joshua L Stelling

Effortless as receiving a name

Is this whole search for character

There is no struggle or tragedy

Like a turn of a leaf in the wind

Decades of desk penance you condemn yourself to

Are nothing more than wage slavery

In the epic of the rains

Finding ourselves is no more intricate a path

Than taking off your clothes

How many leaves turning this way and that

Is something like all of the days that pass

And even when you forget your childhood

All of the life you wasted at that same desk

It still is a part of time

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