New Madrid
The Earth opens up,
Like a giant fissure
Cracking from its focus point,
And splitting my life in two
From Faults too deep,
Too dark underneath
The Quake inside my Love for you
While solid structures crumble,
Buried in dust and rubble-
Oh, whatever shall I do?
*This piece is a departure from my normal style, and is more or less experimental. "Free-verse" is definitely NOT my forte, and there are some elements of it thrown in (I suppose lol).
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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