(When life is a question does anybody have an answer?)
What am I going to do with my life? he asks
Can you really answer that? she responds
Why can’t I just get on with my life?
What kind of a life do you want to get on with?
Can we take this in another direction?
What direction do you want to go?
Can I consider space?
Is space what you want to do with your life?
Can I be buried in space?
To be jettisoned into the universe?
Do you want your body to expand twice its size?
That’s what would happen?
Can you see yourself frozen in space for millions of years?
What if I’m close to a star?
Do you want to burn to a crisp?
Why are you asking all these questions?
Do you really want an answer?
NaPoWriMo Day 28 prompt to write a poem of questions.