The batteries of powder as they drive <br />Through a clearing; have and have not survive <br />A tale of tempest and tempest’s tale <br />Telling of the trees that stood when the winds prevail <br />In ghostly silence but to dreams forgetting <br />All the mind gains and loses on awakening <br />Words to the thoughts of worlds and dreams <br />Imprints of mental grammar on invisible reams <br />Any many way-too-may faces, facsimile <br />To torment in sub-real anomaly <br />Locked into a chamber of half-scribbled cognizance <br />Manipulates the power…of palpable ignorance <br />To the unknown man, persona unknown <br />The solitude, pity, and bliss alone <br />Tightrope walking, miles above imaginary verandas <br />Lets the drive too close in coming for the pretender <br />Coasting through waves, unquestioning surrender <br />Circling the fleeing thoughts trapped in rotundas <br />As they whirl in dervish shades of absinthe <br />They float within, and mourn the absence <br />Of hope, of love, and pools <br />To return unto perpetual forgetting.<br /><br />Hunter Hansen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fading-4/
