A Temporary Moment
Subjected by an unknown force to commit wrongs; doing... Actions that act out, on impulse. A wrong thing done in a wrong way. Ending in a complete disaster; resorting back to the cause. Brought back to the beginning, my roots dig deep within the soil. Acting as receptors... Striking a nerve. (and) In that flash, a spark is created, of imagination. Running wild, loose like the leaves that formed from a solid bud, weakened over time; broken down, beat and nearing defeat—not acceptable.
-Ironic Zinc 2014
Copyright © Ironic Zink | Year Posted 2016
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