Quiet Desperation

Wind-blown tree & Blue Sky

Quiet desperation …


it’s that sensation


that reveals itself


about this time every year,


the last bell rung;


a time of liberation and retreat,




knowing that tomorrow

and tomorrow

and tomorrow


will no longer creep in the same petty pace

from day to day


and the days ahead


must seek other means

of fulfillment,


breaking free from the tyranny of routine


is also breaking away

from the secure and dependable,

however mundane,


into the yet uninvented —


the lonely indecision




the pregnancy


of possibility


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