Shelfishness: Shadorma


Empty shelves
Tug at sleeves, whisper
“Get some more”
“Just in case”
Fearfulness, senselessness, greed
Enough already

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on March 25, 2020, in Poetry, Shadorma and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Whenever you go at supermarkets, you will realize that we are living in a jungle, and living under its law “the survival of the fittest”

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  2. Clever title. 🙂 Amazing what fear does to us.

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