Move away - from me, the form <br />Is parabolic in isolation, I’ll vet <br />The consequence and despair, despair <br />Will serve my hunger – <br />- Later - <br />And I’ll wait, wait for something, <br />Something greater - <br />Wait and I’ll wait <br />And I will have no pride - <br />The clouds will cast their twisted shadows <br />Over silver stallions that we ride. <br />The move away from - the publicans, the executors; <br />The prophets of destruction - shall we <br />Raise our crystal glasses, shall we <br />Utter bitter curses - curses <br />On the pain. <br />I’ll wipe away the tears - I’ll brush aside her hair; <br />It rains in these – this paradise - <br />A torrent of despair.<br /><br />Kelly Vinal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/despair/
