At the Bottoms Dropped Out

At the Bottom's dropped out. I'll write to you the end of the story. The only one i know. Sundown on a field of dandelions. No step closer to rapture, I smiled with no hurry when i found myself here, at the bottom's dropped out. It never rests. not even when it's over. Like stale conversation without bread nor water. A river martin's graceful flight. My smile came easy when i saw you here at the bottom's dropped out. Lampblack spills on a white canvas, like a clock running out of time. The mood a smile brings on, it never has to die. Dustup Old Frisian theological nonsense. The clouds burst with meaning at the bottom's dropped out. Like a sun spot on the Sun Life stands still as seasons change. It’s not worth winding up the long rewind of a slippery slope towards yesterday’s face another time. Let's have last seen each other here At the bottom's dropped out.