Conflagrations of Contemplation

Conflagrations of Contemplation Elemental exaltations for refined explanations Permeatations of conflagrations that seek to define progressive nations Illuminations of consecrations that have me seeking contemplation Acclimatisation toward configurations that have been building a new space station Fusions of finite resources to be plundering Contusions of insight and sources to be pondering Infusions of delight without remorse to be wondering Confusions of contrite concourse to be sundering I can see the echoes of loss and grief inside your eyes I’d set you free if it weren’t so painful to watch you cry But then who would relieve me from the tears accumulating in my eyes As I watch you smile above it all and attune in your disguise Postulations on productive thought and ethical considerations Aberrations of reductive sport that leaves you in commiserations Attestations that they can be bought in these times of sellout consternations Distillations that leave me over wrought with latent contemplations Fundamental Answers cannot be found through statements designed to obfuscate Experimental philosophical dancers design the concepts to debate Compartmental insinuations that are defined to constantly conflate Transcendental notions that are refined to expansively illuminate The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz