deepundergroundpoetry.com

Force Majeure Of The Heart

Lies
at one time
tasted like the sunset.
 
Now,
the rusting horizon somehow has legs,
lumbers through our minds on iron stilts,
wading past the flood of memory
like tsunami-resistant dinosaurs.

For here,
huddled under the treacherous canopy of poetic awareness,
there is only the bone-filling momentum of the past,
arcing across the sky of ourselves like fiery skidmarks.
 
So we ignite,
and burn with the fierceness of fascination,
dancing jubilantly in erratic I-don’t-give-a-fuck motions
that ring out like the opening salvo of War & Peace.
 
Lies
at one time
tasted like the sunset.
veganpoet
Written by veganpoet (Thomas L Goss)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 1 reads 395
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:57pm by admin
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:46pm by nightbirdblue
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:24pm by Wafflenose
COMPETITIONS
Today 3:38pm by S-m-sawyer
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:38pm by brokentitanium
POETRY
Today 2:15pm by Elenore