Sometimes
it feels like
the greatest act of rebellion
I have ever done
when the thoughts
begin to stagger
when the sentences
are stuttering
when the will
is faltering
is
to choose
nothing
To choose inaction
when I am split through the middle
To choose stillness
when am divided
To choose to wait
for the stray pieces to return
To choose perseverance
until I am whole again
To choose to delay
is to survive
This is the quietest
most socially acceptable revolt
against the greatest enemy
Patience is more than a virtue
it’s survival
but it’s a finite resource
and I’m running out
.
April 13 – 15, 2025
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