LOU RASMUS

Hoarders and hoards of
other wordly creatures
fill the street corners,
holding tightly,
fingers clinging,
knuckles white,
to anything that makes them feel
u n i q u e
and whole.
Walking around with plastic bags
full of things that they don’t need.
Blindly reaching for some meaning
among all of this meaninglessness.

I walk by them as I enter the bar
and hope that they find it someday.

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