Tenuous waves
Of fragile outcomes
Lapse upon unknown shores
Broken is the chain
Like a widening sinkhole
Outcomes planned fall in
Never to be recovered
They shout outbursts of frustration
But get no relief
We do nothing now
But watch
As they collapse upon themselves
Fear porn surrounds us
It is the only weapon left
They gasp for breath
As they slowly inch toward the edge
They will be sucked down
Pulled into a black hole
They themselves created
It took on a life of its own
Its magnetic pull
Greater then their strength or power
They hold on
Attempting to stay on solid ground
One by one they succumb
Every detail was planned
The construction complete
They can get no occupancy permit
The mother says no
It is her body
Opportunists are not welcome
She will choose who she allows
On or within her
The heavens ablaze with comets
Speaking of times past
Déjà vu of planets
The repeat performance
Has been canceled
Tatiacha ~ 11-12-13
Tatiacha Bhodsvatan 