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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.