Written by: andrew delapruch

what realms 
scream beyond our satisfaction? 

what truths 
do we pretend to hold? 

what pride 
is it that we say we walk with, 
just outside the next store where 
we sell our “souls”?  

what face
is that which we refuse to look 
when forced into the mirror

what conversation 
might we have with ourselves, to 
convince that we are worthy of

no one gets all that they want
when life so short will not reveal
that nothing offered’s good enough
if dissatisfaction is the only thing
that’s real.