black thoughts, smeared in distort.
without consideration,
it's all destruction.
the mellow drama,
continues to play on stage,
while the disagreement unfolds off.
while the folks, only two,
walk out the door,
who spots and cleans the mess?
the day, it passes much too slow,
yet the years fly by in flash,
one by two, tick tock goes.
when day gives way to night,
in the dark, she peers.
and he, too proud, stands still. still.