Cultivating Discomfort - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Cultivating Discomfort

When given a choice, she embraced
The path that made her blood boil.

Lashing out instinctively, a fight for
Self-preservation in every exchange.

Days spent making enemies,
Cultivating discomfort.

Evenings spent pursuing an
Online connection, anybody.

Unable to escape the din,
Unwilling to turn it down.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer