Full glass empties

it started with a full glass
but as the time went on,
and mouths began to dry,
the full glass was gulped
down to half empty.
realizing the event
was to be prolonged,
consumption was
stringent, at best.
isn’t it funny how
every full glass
becomes empty
in the


Life will go on

what is the function of life?
to live, perpetuate, sustain.
devoid of meaning,
life lives for another
life after death.
the start realizes its end
when it begins again.
life lives without meaning
towards a death imaginary.
we must live as though
we’ve already died,
fear not, death
cannot strike twice.