Seek Not The Impossible

To seek out…
This thing called love
That’s impossible

No girl
No face
No forever

But just to have her touch
The warmness of a body
A confused head and heart
Forget my soul
I seek but a taste

* * *

To seek out…
Such sustenance
That’s impossible

No champagne wishes
No caviar dreams
No feast

But just to have a Big Mac and Fries
To buy some sour gummy worms
A full stomach
Forget my reason
I seek but a taste

* * *

To seek out…
Such nectar
That’s impossible

No alcohol
No drugs to forget
No water of life

But just to have an Icee
Creating a pink lemonade slush
A drink of relief
Forget my madness
I seek but a taste

* * *

To seek out…
My death
That’s impossible

No pain
No fear
No breaking

But just to fall
Leaving for oblivion
A moment of weakness
Forget my life
I seek but a taste

* * *

Yet I want
I hunger
Is this impossible

I thirst
And I die
Seek not the impossible

Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.