Wasting
Not as rejection's standstill of define
thy purpose wasting has acquitted thine
still wasting ~ as with messaged intertwine
a fact is blown to another mind.
And I am blown away by sadness, mine
eternal wasting is a pothole's fine,
no exit, no conviction, thee to time,
consistence only gathers smooth, while I'm
A'wasting with concession, wasting rhyme ~
If in thy heart, am wasting to divine!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2006
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