Nutation

Inquisitively

captive..

Un focused..

transfixed..

W all the photometric.

moments..

Staring at lights,

froze..

Like a moth,

too close..

Before glowing..

Combustion..

Eruption..

rebirth..

re-introduction..

going..

stumbling..

dwn this trodden-

direction..

circumstances..

of missed conception…

we were passing stars,

far from a constellation..

the precession left light trails,

on my peripheral..

vision..

closing,

my circled rotation..

blinking,

an I lid..

this heart slighted..

highlighted..

by the bottoms-

dark ..

that fell out..

sharply silent..

floating..sliding..

warped..

bent..

Feeling sideways..

Citizen -

Cope..

The only thing staring-

In the mirror..

is being broke..

payment of a promissary note..

how far can one quote the stretch..

of a breaking points spent-

dent..

nothing worse than being left perplexed..

with no balance..

not knowing what comes next..

un-conclusive remnants..

the origins of death,

and or success..

both chances..

that no longer succumb,

to that thing that beats heavy-

in my chest..

this numb duress..

questioning a conscious..

Im confident-

that i cant feel any defense..

mars vs venus..

close captioned..

with cold contentions..

Ah Sun shine flower heavenly scented..

to a night sky so intrinsicly dejected..

its translucent..

in its fragrance-

of a faliure

amongst affection..

ascention ..

to an affixed

sense of lament

thats annexed to the axis

of this crescent’s

irregular sequence..

with a question..

whats the spacing..

inbetween..two points

if up and down is never moving..

and were bound by the gravity,

of a horizon aligned in-

Euclidean unison?..