RLTA Poem by PólSorry- this is total s**t i know, but i have written it down in case i can redeem it laterReason just a large, round purple hazy ball, floating In the firmament that I bounce to my will. Logic a spherical orb wildly rotating on a pin defying gravities pull, until bored I reach out a gloved hand hit it a slap and make it tumble an apple from the tree. Truth a weathered rusting nail bereft of any lustre straining to hold together the edifice of a facade 'til the wind rises to a gale that snakes and splinters and the hoar... crumbles.
© Paul O' Neill 2012 © 2013 PólReviews
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