In the jam aisle
Holding mini marshmallows
That I will not eat

midnightswolves

pea soup ocean mist
exhausting, wolf pack, banter
swirling breaking still

this battle is existential

a sea of wild trees
suffocate a peaceful hill
the horizon lost

On severe self destruct

A storm in the wind

An achy dam waits for death

Such patient waters 

One will stand

A mission statement 

This manufactured dissent 

Solidarity 

Desperation

A last ditch effort

Our hero will spill his guts

To ears fallen deaf

Becoming

Kerouac, coffee

Facing new social construct

Trapped in a bookstore