A Fracture Raged

Circler and sharp Around and jagged Disjoined in thought Unfocused in point Spinning out of control Broken filaments of twine Laced locked in gears It is near the end of time Nails of glass in iron stone Refracts the light Broken; flying fragments of night. Cycles down into a spin Over and over again Out of control A creation of gears in glass An old broken compass Nails nine inches long Nine in all Wire and springs Metallic things A fractured rage Ice sickled sharp Cuts neat and clean Around and jagged Disjointed thought Unfocused image Out of control Over and over again Raged the fragments of time