Just Because

Because I do not hope to turn again. Because I do not hope. Because I do not hope to turn. Wait. No. I do. I do hope. I hope from waking day to midday noon to painful dusk to the last flicker of awareness followed by the slumber of sleep until the next waking day. I hope and hope and hope. I turn and turn and turn. I turn from the curious child to the know-it-all teen to the jaded adult to me writing these words and soon I値l turn to success or failure or somewhere in between until I turn to the grave where I知 sure I値l be turning until the worms have their way with me wherein I値l turn from mouth to anus to refuse to soil until I become a tree and my leaves will turn in the wind until this universe turns into the next where I値l be born again. Still hoping. Still turning. Just because.





Poetry by Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-05-30 at 16:01

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Clara Mae Gregory The PoetBay support member heart!
Life.
2026-05-30


mickeko The PoetBay support member heart!
Turn thoughtfully. We don't need to dizzy ourselves over nothing. Life can be a carousel or a dizzy bat game. Same turns, different consequence.
2026-05-30


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Keep a tight grip on the coattails of hope, Sameen
Kenny D.
2026-05-30