As if urgency were any excuse at all.
- Barkus
- Mar 12, 2025
- 1 min read
Shaking my head at exigent circumstances,
the way urgency bends the rules,
the way time fractures under pressure.
A door forced open,
a choice made before thought catches up,
the weight of necessity pressing down,
as if reason is a luxury we can't afford.
Somewhere, someone will justify it.
Somewhere, someone will regret it.
And I, standing at the edge,
shaking my head at exigent circumstances,
wonder if urgency was ever an excuse at all.