Irresolution - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Irresolution

Her house in the
Distance, he wishes
He could have said
What he wanted to
But couldn’t, an
Uncomfortable silence
Filling the room
Instead, the weight of
Irresolution, impossible
To ignore or push aside.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer