Futile by Lisa Verlo driving through your desert night swallowing sand digging out these spinning wheels with bare hands futile the more I dig the deeper we get just not ready to give up yet try another angle stay with it awhile until perseverance proves itself futile losing ground sinking in our rut cursing hindsight for showing up futile thoughts futile words futile deeds when doing something about it impeeds in this frenzy of futility if we could just stop and let go who knows