Humans.

I do not comprehend their innate love for

Crumbled sandcastles

and the damp clumps- Crimson-

That wedge themselves between toes and up under toenails;

Their gravitation to house of cards,

beyond my capacity to understand.

I cannot fathom why some hearts never beat;

Frozen.

while others’ pump with light, ablaze with incandescence.

*This is a short excerpt from the original poem I’ve written. It is inspired by The Book Thief by Mark Zusak, revolving around the theme of humans and human nature.