“I Can’t Stop” by Don Clark


What sense is there in words?
They won’t feed you,
They won’t bathe you,
They won’t cloth you, or keep you warm

They won’t hold you and love you,
They can’t kiss you
Or pay you (believe me),
They certainly won’t provide a comfortable life —

For you children and your wife
(husband, dog, whatever).
They won’t cheat you
They won’t wrong you

They won’t lie, steal, or plot against you,
They won’t even put up a fight —
So what sense is there
In these words?

I don’t know,
but I can’t stop.


Don Clark is a Iraq/Afghanistan veteran and recent graduate from Geneva College. He writes everything in small notebooks he finds at the bookstore down the road, and only writes in pencil. He once saw a space shuttle launch from the top of a submarine . . . that was pretty cool. He hails from Pittsburgh, PA, where he is NOT a steel mill worker.