MomentsA Poem by Funkhappens so quickly but lasts and lasts and lasts
In a time of moments and disaster,
in a shard or slice of time. Was a moment going faster, was a moment undefined. In a realm of reason unforeseen, was a fragment lost in life. an excuse or barter of reasoning, it was the end of something real. Truth or dare with consequence pay and pay again. In a fraction or a scent of need decisions made impend. Lost is what it's going to be, the life the loss you gain. Forever nothing eventually, her desire has been impressed. Not long now for the refined you'll see, might be a day or week or more. The pan it lay beneath the beef, between the flames and then it's scoured. Lessons to be learned for the dead it seems. Want for need and shame for gain. Proposal, propisal, proportionality some in ruse, some in denial. Nothing short of gain it seems, in no way short of game. On one line read variances, on other read the lies. Now it's time to ferment thee.. to cast a line out to the tide. Break the chains bounding thee, and slip away into myself. © 2010 Funk |
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1 Review Added on June 27, 2010 Last Updated on June 27, 2010 AuthorFunkSouth Western, NEAboutNot really much to say about me because I'm not sure I really know me yet. I love art, music and individualistic theme. Followers bore the hell out of me and that does fit here because while I admi.. more..Writing
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