THE GOSSIP

 

I STRAINED ATTACHMENT
AS THEY DRIFTED PERILOUSLY
FROM THEMSELVES
EARS WIDE
DRAWING THEIR WORDS
INTO MY HANDS
SHAPED
AND TAKEN FOR LATER
WHAT RUMOR AND LIE
PASSED BETWEEN THEM
TASTED AND SHARED
AS A SWEET, DARK DRINK
NEVER QUESTIONED
THEY BOUGHT HIM STRAIGHT
AND MADE HIM SURE
I ALONE WAS AWARE
THE FRUIT OF THIS DOING
AND THE DAMAGE
BUT I REMAINED APART
PREFERRING TO WATCH

THE TIME BEYOND NOW 

BEARING ALL CAUSE
HE CLIMBED INTO THE SEAT
WRENCHING THE BEAST TO LIFE
WIPING SOFT THOUGHT
FROM ACTION
HE SHOT THE DRIVE
AND TOOK THE ROAD
IN ROARING FIRE
TIRES CLAWING
PAVEMENT DISTANCE
THOUGHT
A COLD HARD NUT
IN THE AIR
THE END OF LIFE
THE END OF DREAM
THE END OF THEN
ALL SOUND
ALL VISION
LOCKED IN SPACE
BEFORE
THE FLYING DEATH SLED
RACING TO GRAB
THE TIME BEYOND NOW

© Patrick Clark