synapses | sonnet twenty five posted by imani , Wednesday, August 24, 2011 at 1:01 PM, in Labels: ars poetica

a decadence of fury ~ all for the
love i cannot contain, a fire that
wish to unravel its own flame
eats up what i have always

known of the red, striking,
impatient thoughts to be
hunting for the nuances that
remind this furtive soul of

you ~ its muse, its reason, its logic,
its restlessness and ruins
awaiting our own

surrender after an era of battle,
against what we should do,
against our own hope of closeness.