A

Stagnant pond II

We are simply stones    that.    .    skip
Along        On route  
a stagnant pond 
an aim for the other side 
    But we        ennui 
When no further fond 
Are we     on route 
Like dusk on way to dawn?
    Or all along 
were we just looking for the place to rest 
each Hop        ...Skip…    .Jump…    
In our egos   
we go
For fine enough ripples 
    Just not songs 
 
Which means we’ll stop a moment 
and think 
that will be    the    skip    we    sink

@amaverickplot
©a.m.p