Never be off
Always be on
Always be green
Always checking
Always always always
always be closing
Always be climbing
Always be excelling
Always be propelling
Always be energetic
Always be here
Always be there
Always responding
Always replying
Always online
Always scheduled
Always rescheduled
Always present
Always end up in the same place
Always–
Six feet under
Adorning coffin wood
Dreaming, “finally, barriers for me—
—Always.”
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Matthew J. Fromm
Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.
Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).
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Comments (8)
This gave me Anxiety... I'm better now though, lol. Great job creating a spiraling effect.
Cool twist on the list poem! Well done!
Ooooooof, this is effectively done. Bravo, Matthew. 👏🏻
This seemed like a downward spiral but the ending was liberating. Like finally, death. Just let me rest in peace. Lol
That's modern life I guess. Always pushing and not enjoying life and before we know it, we're gone. Great poem Matthew
This it so hard. Getting a break seems to be impossible sometimes.
This packs a punch, yet it wasn’t a dark ending. I saw hope or relief in this.
Powerful piece, Matthew. I like the way you highlighted the finality of the last "always," but didn't paint it as a bad thing.