Worth of life

idle dreams
under a Tuscan sunset
-wasting life in
boat parties
-floating aimlessly on
choppy waters
in Krakow nights
-planning a trip
to Sunny Paris

rich brats escape
a vanilla existence
-unaware of sea salt
in tears
-what mulling spices
lend to intoxication

grounded mustard seeds
crackling sesame seeds
roasted to enhance flavour
of a meal they know not how to cook
of a life they know not how to lead
of a worth they will never earn
and face the wrath of hollowness
in sunset years
consumed by the fuel
that actioned idle days
and lit up dark nights

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Written for dVerse Poetics – Spicing it Up

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