tommyhawk
04-13-2005, 04:05 PM
The single tear drips as a tack
And turns to ice
In the frosty discontent
Of modern human thought
And spiritual malaise
It’s aged mores corrupted
Like sharpened cheese,
Wafer windward through the city streets
Pungent in presence
Constant as a waterfall
The dark and rotting cloud of decay
Snaps the slumber of innocence and weariness
And spotlights the sky with unheeded warnings
And the coldness of the desert gloom
Is alive in the streets of the rustic city
Civilization at a stones toss
Yet incorrigible in the flow of stench
That rots it from within
And these crimes of the shrinking heart
Sinks the spirit like defeated battleships
Under towed as creepy slinks of waste ebbs the deck
Once shiny as a mirror
Reflecting the tide and misty enlightenment
Until the growing anger smeared
And cast the blanket dirt upon
The soul of purity.
TPG 4/13/205
And turns to ice
In the frosty discontent
Of modern human thought
And spiritual malaise
It’s aged mores corrupted
Like sharpened cheese,
Wafer windward through the city streets
Pungent in presence
Constant as a waterfall
The dark and rotting cloud of decay
Snaps the slumber of innocence and weariness
And spotlights the sky with unheeded warnings
And the coldness of the desert gloom
Is alive in the streets of the rustic city
Civilization at a stones toss
Yet incorrigible in the flow of stench
That rots it from within
And these crimes of the shrinking heart
Sinks the spirit like defeated battleships
Under towed as creepy slinks of waste ebbs the deck
Once shiny as a mirror
Reflecting the tide and misty enlightenment
Until the growing anger smeared
And cast the blanket dirt upon
The soul of purity.
TPG 4/13/205