Even if it brings great joy
it must be challenged,
this ceaseless writing
that leads nothing
but more writing.
When there is no
purpose beyond the act
and the enjoyment
it gives, how could
it have lasting worth?
When a yet another
is started, the one
before it is already
becoming just one
one in a dusty list.
18.06.2024
#Poem #Poems #Poetry #Verse
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