in search of nothing

in search of nothing poem by steven james humphreys

I cherish

this moment…

like a stopwatch

clicked,

time ceased

to exist…

wading here

bare feet

pants rolled up

in search of nothing

underneath the

pier…

salted water

keeps coming,

relentlessly as

waves

splash against

barnacled

posts…

the moon and stars

so still,

so cold,

so lonely

as I gaze.

I smell popcorn

and cotton candy

in the misty air.

I hear

children

laughing and

giggling,

running on

the planks

above.

 

 

 

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