Contributor: M.E. Ashline

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Hurry in a feud with patience
And the virtue laterally referred to is latent
Because the hustle is a necessity
Of a way where quotas rule;
A bunch of people, ingredients, in the same recipe
Or perhaps floating in a vast pool
Spread with bodies to make a marsh;
The image could seem harsh,
But it all boils down to patience in the end—
Patience for death coming like a slow-moving wind.


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I am an aspiring poet and novelist bent on the pursuit of truth, eloquence, and quick quips with a nuanced message.