Poemetry by T.A. Barnhart


my efforts will
always be
and i’m cool
with that.
at least i’m
trying, right?
at least, now
and then, i
make an effort
to do a
thing, of sorts.
although, to be
honest, i’m not
sure why
i even bother.
is second-rate
any better than
nothing at all?
the only meaning
in this world
is the meaning
we create
for it.
maybe i’d be
better off doing
nothing at  all.
maybe nothing
at all is
better than
not much
at all.
unless something
or anything
means more than
i think.
a gasp of
air just to
survive another
heartbeat longer.

©TA Barnhart September 29, 2020