A Sigh Of Relief

Albeit, a cautious sigh of relief

Besides all of the voting bs

Doesn’t it feel like we are simply

A school of fish synchronously

Swimming away from danger

Not because of a new leader

Rather a collective awareness that the

Direction we were heading was wrong

That we are accepting our humanness

That under all of the surface layers

When the ghost has left the machine

All that remains is a similar skeleton

Without lungs to let out a sigh of relief

“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”

– Angelo Devlin