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Quarter

by ddscott

In a snap, Cast to the skies A quarter in revelations It hangs for a moment, To ascend And succumb to the odds The time I cried And thew my cards Across the floor The time I smiled And thanked you For the patients it takes Naked frustration is A landscape of voices, Begging you to be what you are But all that reflects Is tethered to uncertainty Potential is awash In the twinkling moments Of genius perceived, but wasted As the nights that begot them The celebratory hours Seemed to forecast Less ordinary futures But the paper thin, Angry kid Always clawing for scraps He couldn’t have enough Curious and cautious A gapeseed for the impractical If I could latch to one thing To make that my master If I could commit If I could break the paralysis That hinders even my words If I could give a shit Then it wouldn’t be so unsettling To watch the quarter drop And not contend with the difference
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Written by
ddscott
American
Published
Aug 11, 2017
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In a quarter of life, you will second guess, lament, settle, adapt, regret, grow, regress, and likely be unsettled with your place in life. But all of those emotions and trials have landed you where you are. And really, you couldn't be happier for it.

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