Resonance

Spherical  10/21/2014

We swallow our days

Without taste

And we search for answers

Without vision. 

Nothing but a spinning cylinder

Inside a ball

Living on friction

And wasted energy.

The needle swings

From side to side

At first a little

And then a lot.

Tension builds up

For the longest time

Only to explode outward

In a sea of blood.

It was all built to fail

As all bubbles

Are destined to burst

Exploding in the void

And dropping us

In the drink. 

The levees fail

And the dam crumbles

Releasing the deep

To wash us away. 

Unrecognizable is the street

And unremembered is the past

As it is all covered over

In foot of mud. 

Mold grows

And wood rots

As pestilence spreads

In a thousand directions. 

But this is no surprise

As it has happened before

Long since covered up

And denied

Again and again. 

Listen to the hoof beats

And feel the heat

Coming through the door

As the fire burns

Out of control. 

The pin is pulled

And everything falls down

As men become as beasts

In a spasm of chaos.    

The stars spin in space

And the night sky

Swirls with ghosts

As we turn over

And open our eyes.