Pummeling Apocalypses

A transitive resistance

Rubber-banding there and back again

With dangerous business

Put on back burners lit

Burning these eternities

Lungs filled with liquid

Breathing in a new unity

Pummeling apocalypses

A transgressive recurrence

Trying to build these transistors

Spiraling ever inward

Sending out messages

The arrogance cemented

Locating echoes of vengeance

Tearing a hole in the middle

Of every doubt that possesses

Rising out of the wreckage

With cheeks blushing bright red

Finally a chest without pressure

Spinning silk with silver tongues

The first hints of true treasure

A combination long awaited

Sending out vibrations permanent

A dance worth all the patience

Not waiting for the stars to fall

Plucking my own providence

Strings that cry no more

Finding a friend in harmonics

Search with me for melody

Lyrical and led by the hand

Anything but unsinkable

And with a heart left open

Beauties built and chosen

Lined up for the asking

Reflections left unbroken

And questions everlasting

Hopefully worth the answering

Swept up in prophetic portents

With dangerous business

Still sending out messages

Pummeling Apocalypses

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