Thingsome (Poem)

I'm kinda breaking my own rules here, and wrote a poem instead of lyrics, though I suppose one could potentially alter it a bit and make it music-worthy. I was browsing a poetry website and just got a wave of inspiration by the title "Something" by Maddaline Liotta. I didn't even read the poem (though I'm sure it's great), but I just went on a writing craze. Here is the result:

there is always something.
you cannot grasp it
you cannot find it
you want it, no, need it

there is always something.
the pursuit of happiness
forms a wide circle of confusion
and insatiable thirsts

there is always something.
no leaves remain unturned
no shadows unsearched
no hands that have gone without holding

there is always something.
every sweet, bitter morsel
all refreshing swash
come and gone, turned to ashes

there is always something.
nets and traps cannot keep it
nor can it be contained at all
yet within us it lies dormant
and ready to be had
there is always something.

I thought it was pretty cool.

Anyway, I've gotta get to bed. One week until spring break for me, which means I just might churn out some new writing in a week or so. Stay tuned, and give me ideas on what to write about!

lovelovelovelovelovelovelove,

~@othern