pressure

pressure molds us, do we have the will to
resist?

tectonic pressure
Atlas strains against its weight
gently swaying grass

think, type, send, then wait
each second seems an eon
airplanes laugh at miles

choose now, declaring oaths
draw blood, clasp hands, mingled souls
all roads lead to Rome

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One Comment on “pressure”

  1. Did it mold you like a jelly, Bertie?? 🙂


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