Exhaustion turns to ennui,
embodies listlessness as
resignation settles in.
Time and again: disappointment.
This is the intersection of expectation,
where communication flounders,
obfuscating truth.
This is the moment, time and again,
where exasperation turns septic--
catalyzes frustration into anger.
The evolution is gradual,
born of scourging millstone days
scouring raw the strata of temperance.
It doesn’t have to be this way:
the avarice tantrums,
the hubristic myopia.
Disappointment, time and again.
Divisive is the path to loneliness,
a forlorn meander of miscommunication--
of mitigable misery.
Again and again, multitudinous debris:
the immolating tempest,
the solipsistic flames.
