~small death

My god, I saw it

after the impact passed

.. once they cleared away the blood and glass

no one was injured but now I see

........this was what it took to gain more clarity

.... have I mentioned I despise rhyme?

Perhaps, this universal two by four

was trying to confer

....alas, dear one, we are out of time

.....Living a life, devoid of love,

.. I am breathing, yet half dead,

That sound crackling

...... my heart breaking...

.......the echo of the death of love

finally, pain enough to bleed

....to inspire

.............. poetry

© K W 2018