~A Constant Poet~

An Asteroid Spoke Of A Toll

Asteroids
Speak of
A void
So silent
With such
A noise
Tail wailing
A vibrant blue
When we
Spoke to you
 
I am what
Was never
Sent never
To be this
Is my
Decent
 
Hold so
Vacuously
My soul
So whithered
Like a cashed
Bowl so thrashed
By flame
& Dashed by rain
I am
Ever the lone
Dissected
By rage
 
I am what
Was never
Sent never
To be this
Is my
Decent
 
Asteroids
Kiss stars
Like the void
We flee
Emberously
Hollowed out
We be
 
Separating the sea
We separate
The glee
Where nothing is seen
Nothing is gleaned
 
Separating
What’s unseen
This is
What we
Cleave
A scene
Of filth
& Fowl disease
 
In a room
With no
Walls
Ending
Where we
Fall
Beginning
Where it ends
Existence
Exploded
From out
My pen
This is where
We began
To shout
& Float
With the sun
As photons
Laid a stroke
Upon each
Blade of grass
 
As an asteroid
Spoke
Only to ask
If we
Were the last
To lay
Foot falls upon
This ashen dirt
With a
Weathered verb
This is what
I heard
 
“I remain
Ever enraged
Hold your tongue
For you know not
Compassion from those
Enraptured by greed
Parish shall we
Lest they
Relinquish
Their seat”
 
I am what
Was never
Sent never
To be this
Is my
Decent
 
Never relent
They’ve taken
Enough as it is
Our decent
Is what we’ve
Always known
Though we recant
& Take the toll

(2014)

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