Holes

Holes
 

Voids remain voids if they 

Are cast off too long.

There is serious weight behind 

Holes that won't close

And a case to be made over

Whose stitches get sowed.

Some peoples holes as well 

As my own dig into where

You'd presume there's a soul 

So I tunnel in best I can.

Sometimes stumble 

With the weight that's bestowed.

Figure, we've all got holes

Enough of our own.