Sunday, 20 September 2015

                  Our collective wildfire in a cadence dances,
                   the resolve of angry sinews almost broken..
                    A looming cloudburst of saturated senses,
                   a spectacular debacle waiting to happen..

                         The flames feast on the embers,
                   the embers burn in resplendent glory...
                   Their collective past none remembers,
                but for that expectant orgasmic purgatory..

                    A slow ascent to the dizzying vertigo,
                  and then the plummet to the unknown..
                 A symphony building up to a crescendo,
                      into deafening whispers blown...


                     (couldn't think of a title)