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Resting Desire
Choices sliding into motion
obeying and belonging
nothing and nowhere.
Why waist time pausing
when I can step on smooth path
with perfectly trimmed edges,
trimmed with a mental trimmer
of a mind and mood.
Made bold within
I move on through the realm
that never waits for me
to mean it.
©2026 Samia Oldman
CONTEXT
You are reading dystopian fantasy poetry collection the Hush Halo. After the Great Optimization a privileged group of people wired themselves tightly into the system by aligning with it and fully integrating. Systoics believe they’ve perfected themselves by stripping away everything that slows them down. Learn more about Realm or start from Square One.
Dystopian poetry by Sam Oldman. Soundscapes and images are created with AI.
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