Friday, November 2, 2012

Do you feel in control?

Sundering unstoppable
This sphere so palpable
Breathing deep
Deep into the ground

Trample and lay waste
To this fearful place
And arise from the ashes
The ashes once again

Defect and break away
Cut-rate in their own way
Running from the inevitable
Earth beneath your feet

There is fire upon the frost
Annealed among the loss
A desire seems to grow
With every passing stone

Making strides that hold so deft
Upon a way with so little left
The coyotes appear
When all the lights go out

Do you think you hold this place?
Are you occupying space?
They came to my aid
By devouring a rat

Beginning as if one knew
The purple leaves still grew
Against the crater in the ground
Without an afterthought or sound 

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