Chip Off the Old Block - May 10, 2025

the tea bag string

winds around the spoon

as I stir, lost in thought

inside the dark clouds

of the day, a feeling arises

that something’s missing

do you guys sink into emptiness

sometimes, for no apparent reason

even when everything in your life

is fine and in order?

some say we’re a piece

chipped off God

to breathe and work and

play in this place He can’t

if so, it would make sense

that once in awhile

we get a message

we can’t quite read

something is bothering

us, pulling on us

a kind of depression

that simply means

we can’t go home

while we still drink tea