Bonus Poem of the Week: Uncertainty

November 15, 2016

I feel uncertainty…
Uncertainty as black as the endless void of death…
Uncertainty when I think about my future in a violent, unstable nation…
Uncertainty full of deafening silence…
Uncertainty that wreaks of stale emptiness, mild flatulence, and body odor…
Uncertainty that tastes of dry, unfertile soil from a barren wasteland…
Uncertainty as a cold, moonless winter’s night.
I feel uncertainty…the true hell.


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