Poetic Musings

Acceptance

I am a master innovator in my own in-between realms, yet criticize myself for not finding quick solutions to regenerating income.

That marketing plan had hidden costs, over which I am now fuming…

While I scatter my mind along different lines of inquiry, I must recognize my efforts are attending.

It’s hard to settle into each day, thinking what I’m doing is enough, when rent’s tallies are impending.

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