An Ordinary Swoon

In this Ordinary Swoon by Michael R. Burch In this ordinary swoon as I pass from life to death, I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon; I feel no sympathy for breath. Who I am and why I came, I do not know; nor does it matter. The end of every man’s the same and every god’s as mad as a hatter. I do not fear the letting go; I only fear the clinging on to hope when there’s no hope, although I lift my face to the blazing sun and feel the greater intensity of the wilder inferno within me. Keywords-Tags-Hashtags: life and death, heat, fire, inferno, passion, cold, coolness, breath, purpose of life, god, religion, hope, sun, moon, winter, sunset, visionary