Cross or Pass the Threshold and Behold What is Destiny

Beginnings of their ends,

always some brink of crossing thresholds

and milestones.

When some cross,

others pass.

When others pass many are

unaware of the elevation

the neo transcendence of all

existential matter,

of all everyday trivial

and usable time and

effort.

Brought about wages of

conflict striving

under the boards like

cockroaches that they truly

are.

Truly are but even

such lowly animals do evolve

for lack of a better regulator,

for excess of “useless” expressions

and mindless trivial,

blockades upon blockades

efforts after efforts

and yes,

repeated ones at

best.

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Published by James J Jackson

I'm a poet from California.

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