Poetry from Austin Kuebler : New Metropolis

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New Metropolis

This is from Austin’s upcoming collection “Notes to Margaret and Songs for Marguerite”

I have to resurrect dissatisfaction
And peace that comes with the push
Without a crown.

I am looking at the replays but not the game
I am sorting through the budgets but focused on the cash
Even though it has been burned before it was made.

I am restless, not distracted,
Running heavy, used to the heartbeat hard,
Bruised high, no time to heal, no recovery
But a move to break out…one day
Believing the chips I throw will count,
Will still amount to the shift a generation away.

I see it Margaret
I see your gang, color blind
And somewhat kind
But can you all make the moves to de-rig, unwind, re-wire and move the old along?

How will you keep the fever balanced and laugh under duress?

I, I am just coming out of it and will mount the resistance line soon, spring high and be dissatisfied
My troubles may dissolve-or not-
My waiting will be over
My contribution will be sound.

I can see it now and I have some time
When the doubt at city’s dawn has been lifted,
the mist has sifted through the open iron gates and risen
The streets will be cleared for peace in the morning sun

The New Metropolis.

You will be walking in a smart camel overcoat, with no caffeine of course,
Persisting. 

Bio: Austin is a songsmith, musician, writer, poet, coach, manager.