Monday, June 04, 2007


Sixty ticks
is all it takes
enough to fix
malign mistakes
sixty ticks
makes or breaks
us all.

Within that lapse a universe explodes
disturbed by gravity from orbs
whose atmospheric angst corrodes
whatever it absorbs
beyond the broken nexus
of your woebegone reflexes.


ozymandiaz said...

heady stuff
particularly like the rhythm of the first part

Rax said...

love the flow and sound of this thought evoking piece. the rhymes well placed :)

rch said...

thanks guys, reading a little TS Elliot helped inspire this one.