![]() Fomenting The FailureA Poem by Ben Taylor
A drip, a dribble,
Coagulating with the other Falling droplets. The thunder Foments an uprising; the puddles, Normally stagnant, ripple and stir, Full of the energy of the downpour. Their boundaries Become bloated and indistinct--the dissatisfaction is tangible. Almost in an instant, the insignificant pools burst from their Crude adumbrations and combine into a stream, nay, a river. The clouds above mutter their approval as more dissenters Continually rain from the sky. The torrent surges, pulsing. All resistance is swept away--a lasting change seems Inevitable. The dirt and scum is eroded from the Sidewalks as the uprising forces itself forwards. Strangely enough, however, the momentum Appears to be slowing. The street-side Is leveling off, the slant of their Revolutionary hill slowly Disappearing. The rush Of water becomes a Stagnant puddle, Full of scum and Filth.
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1 Review Added on September 14, 2011 Last Updated on September 14, 2011 Author![]() Ben TaylorColumbia, MOAboutAlmost everything I write now is relatively real, so just read what I write and get to know me. more..Writing
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