Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2014
That is the essence of my perception. Vacant of potent content yet crammed with usefull reality unseen to the senses....light as the air I breath and vital.
A marvel of efficiency gone pointless and of no  usefull purpose sans  liquid content.
Shot out.

Disposable is the now once powerfull...full to brim plunger drawn back then expended all true purpose has been removed...a pointed entry,the desired effect achieved..please roll down your sleeve... nothing left but the sting and expectant transformation.

Wait....wait....what is the destination ? What is the answer...my story is finite to my surprise there  will be no reprisal. All is a wash.
Geno Cattouse
Written by
Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems