Poem by R.M. Dolin, June 20, 2025
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You're gonna have to trust me,
I don't know why I stand
at the open edge of my forest
marveling at the metamorphose of
shadows under the influence of
clouds crossing the sun soaked sky.
They dance like mischief on
the edge of waiting until no one's
watching, like the something
that comes after the something
you never want to arrive.
I know inside me there's a poem,
a melody of utter malaise
that's kept in hiding like
a lover's last elusive kiss,
like shadows about to collide.
From the R.M. Dolin novel, “An Unsustainable Life,” Issac is in crisis only he doesn’t know why. He’s not dealing with anything beyond the usual crap, but today it burdens his soul with a sadness fueled by exhaustion and a darkening sense things are about to get a whole lot worse.
