Poem by R.M. Dolin
Quiet Desperation
You feel the trigger twitch in determination
even though it’s still a long way
from completing the cycle.
In a world divided by
death and reluctance
the dichotomy of commitment
is final.
“How old is your soul?”
the armadillo quietly asks
the hawk hunting in downward spirals.
“Old enough to have tested
the emptiness of desperation,”
he woefully answers.
“Vital enough to resist
the consequences of change.”
R. M. Dolin, 2015
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