Qui vive?

Since I take up the quill each day
quantity can quash quality—
quarrelsome quips, quixotic quotas,
quirky quatrains…

Seeking what’s quintessential
I yet quaver, quail at the existential,
quake in the quagmire of truth—
little more than a quadrupling quidnunc.

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