Wednesday, April 17, 2024

IN DEFENSE OF QUIET DESPERATION

Once in a while, I 
grant you: revolution's 
a necessity. 

But most 
of the time, my 
tremendous sensitivity 

would like 
to argue: it's 
too messy. I'm turned off 

by the turmoil 
and the violence 
which is crucial 

to make a clean 
break with The Current
or The Senseless;

I don't want to long 
for the change 
I need to make 

with such passionate 
defiance that I'm 
swept up in some coup;

I'd much prefer to 
fall in love with 
what little I can do.