Monday, January 1, 2018

Generally Speaking

My voice is quivering.
I'm ready to shout,
but the words won't come out.

Can you feel it?
Every trace of indecision
guides us to a prolonged position.  

Tonight, I will not flatter my frustration.
Instead, I'll follow the beckon shinning down,
ignore the static code,
because this is my only road.

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