no more cessation of thoughts

no more cessation of thoughts
rolling in the possible here after
no more stopping intention in why
the scent of no more dies at the mall

I see the cry not sharpening their tools
the wannanots sleep in derma extinction
with hearts exploding over packed markets
slithering in confusion of being I

rosaries burning for interpretation
old symbols thrust against the other
just for the sake of being safe
and there is a no more in all acuity

there are days for anything to be
for endings and let go to wander
there is so much before nothing
I is the only one to be




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-07-07 at 16:44

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I really like the last stanza. We should all remember that there is "so much before nothing". I feel this to be about modern consumerism balanced precariously against old doctrines and beliefs. A fine piece.
2015-07-09