“A poem about the inability to get things done if no one is around due to loneliness and lack of self-motivation.”
If the wood sits and rots, then it will never be carved,
and it will never float downstream,
and it will never be with other pieces of wood.
All wood must be adventurous,
because it’s only natural to escape
the lonely patterns that shape
poor lonely people into more lonely people
that feel lonely and useless,
like the wood that was never carved.