Imploding Decimation
When all is said and done
the dust begins to settle
and all the pieces standing
are forced back into mellow
The melancholic return
in oblivious absense
monotony abounds
and still nothing happens
A fercent felt desire
a yearning for some depth
Unsheathing of mine eyes
reveals there's nothing left
Inconsistent surging swells
of pent up cooperation
man made soul a super nova
an imploding decimation
Copyright © Pamela Taylor | Year Posted 2006
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