Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Crash Palace

Rational ruins plague your fancy
as your world begins to crumble.
Scenarios of exotic tryst
penetrate now harder
in mind.

Is blowing down your palace with words
what it takes to break up silence?

An exertion of feeling never before heard,
holding a sensation like no other
thought left behind.

Now with pleasure only coming
from an endless pit of emotion,
deep in your bones.

Breathing heavier and harder with every thought,
always steering your mind
closer to completion.

Still living with years to come,
before understanding
it's resolution.