Void Is To Be Avoided

Void is to be avoided Evaporating from the presence  glancing at the future ones all the while  being sucked into those clumsy, past moments of blessed intrusions and your sleazy, dark serenades. Lost in mosaic of bursts into laughter times Consumed in sharing yourself, in the dripping infusion caprice intakes that you hang on to, All the while being devoured by a voice calling you,  stripped out of your physique burned out and obsolete, blown breathed and exhaled ashes to ashes. And as a banner to the memes of Nemesis, hanging on floating discrepancies which tuned and refined to be a melodic voice of spirited herbs, faultily reduced memoirs of a frozen window scenery  regrets in repression  illuminating our very own time indigestion. - by Jaro T