how many bucketfuls
of words
can be pulled
from the well
of sorrow

can you
keep mining
through the layers
to find fresh ore
in an effort
to keep the water
flowing
to keep the art
going
in an oversaturated world
of wordsmiths

how many bucketfuls
of loss
exist
in the fathomless depths

i don’t know
but i have a lantern
a pickaxe
and thousands of feet
of rope
and the hope
that this is the well
that never goes dry
until the light fades
from
my eyes