Thinker
A thought swirls
lingers, then vanishes.
As a transient sashay,
*fleet yet enthralling.
A manic pen
ravages innocent white
in beautifully futile effort
to eulogize her passing.
Salient words,
scarcely whispered,
drown in a cacophony
of propaganda anthems.
Unready to part,
desperate fists clench,
holding fast to nothing
but a bitter yearning for truth.
Which might change it all.
09/30/15
*used unconventionally to convey the idea of something that appears and disappears very quickly...
-A musing on reality.
Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2015
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