yesterday someone asked me what i thought about
life

i really didn't know what to say.

i thought about it for a while. i really did.

i felt around deep inside me trying to find something
trying to find some answer

i reached into my pockets and found nothing but change and lint.

i didn't have any answers.

i looked around me

the sights, the sounds.
the smell and the feel of the room around me.

none of this was life.

none of this held any answers.

i walked for days

there were too many people
too many places
there were too many things
too much space
too muchw waste

i looked around me
and
all
i
saw
was