No Duty Cycle Poem by marc molchan

No Duty Cycle

No Duty Cycle

where does

the absolution

come from

the frozen pond

our image

in it

but what of the

clarity, it's dismissal

it's opaque

it's cloudy

life a forest fire

burning

uncontrolled

the smoke

it get in your eyes

and clouds

the senses

some of which we

still need

think it over

but don't

blow on the flames

of duty

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