Born old
so age is
finally catching up,
building weariness
each day
that I learn more
about the creative consequence
of sitting
on a loaded gun.
The consequence of stillness.
The consequence of wasted purpose.
The consequence of
owing your soul
and not owning up
to the personal obligation
to do great things
with tremendously
kinetic momentum.
Renee Novosel
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Thank you, Britt Luttrell!