Sui Ipsius

I poured the lake

Into a stone

And it bounced

Irrational

Existential

And absurd

And yet

I carried that stone

Up the hill

Till I reached

Nothingness

Then raced back down

Hoping in anguish

That the hilltop

Would find its hero

But it did not

And I was left

With the choice I did not make

March 8, 2019

© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2019