A.
D.
D.
Autumn,
Much like my college years
Ended as aburptly as it began.
A decade.
Really?
Seemed more like a day.
A new one begins.
On the other side of the glass.
Looking out.
I'm used to looking in.
Sucked it up,
Spit it out,
And shook it off.
The
J.
O.
B.
That's what defines me.
I had my wonder years.
My Golden Age.
And somehow I'm still left wandering.
So now is my age of enlightenment.
These frigid winter winds rattle my cage.
Creative animals stir,
Restless,
Pacing,
It's time...
A penny for my thoughts?
Hope,
You got the keys to Fort Knox.
(excerpt from 3rd Shift Epiphanies: Chronicles of a gas attendant.)
Today's Daily Poem
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