World Weary Eyes

You crushed up the

World

In a ball in your hand...

...It was just paper

Trash that

Was meant for the can...

...Until there appeared

A huge breach

In the sky!...

...It might have been

Pierced with your

World weary eyes...

"O, God, what a light!..."

...As this vent now allows

Every wraith, and

Past member

Of the expired crowd...

Every foundations rocked,

As the walls crumble

Down!...

...There is little to keep

With that wrecking ball

Sound.

You crushed up the

World

In a ball in your hand!...

...It was just paper

Trash that

Was meant for the can...

...But right as you're

Blasted,

And the dish

Overturned,

The feedback

Came flooding...

...The truth which

Your heart yearned!...

It is speeding up quickly,

Though it took it's

Damn time...

...Better board the boat,

Baby...

...Mustn't wager, or whine...

...It is nothing you'd ever

Attempted to guess!...

...Time to throw up

Your hands, and

At last

Coalesce.

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2018

Bunny Villaire