Lapse of Existence
As nightfalls come to fruition
Leaving room of conditions
For dreams to strive
And before dawn breaks
Memory ceases to create
So to mediate
Our corporal world
Into transient capacities
Of unborn fallacies
To mitigate now’s journey
Into sanctuaries bearing
All fruits of now’s nativity
In proximity to the ability
Of mystical remnants
Encompassing clear disordinance
When no clue of commandant has risen
To prove indifference
To whom
No one, not here, not now
As priors fall apart
In the discard of somber triumphs
Where cyclical is met first hand
Unlike tombs
Where nothing is apparent
And the rest
relies
on wonder
-Salvador Martinez
Copyright © Sal Martinez | Year Posted 2014
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