Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Love Like A Sunset ...

Your effect on my habit is undeniable.

Unfettered, each step toward the hint of normalcy that returns
every morning beyond my coffee cup
Paling in comparison to the black bottom of a soul
left unlit yet enlightened
Punctuated by a pallid memory of unmade manifesto
malnurtured between here and office walls
Destroying sentiments of certitude
conveniently always right where left
under squandered misanthropic musings
A series of words not sentences
sentenced to die behind those eyes iced over
Glazed rounds not sweet sour sold on sordid
soiled sheets of loose leaf netbook paper
Twisted cavorted caroling
consoling souls of mischevious intent
not intending current consequence or subsequent conference
concurrent with conventional discord \\

So she says; dissonant spiral