FALTERED, FALLEN, FAILED
dark descent
into depths ...
we can not gauge
the reach of this
only sense the drops
which have no end
gut-wrenching falls
into direr states
lost, frozen,
locked within
an unmoving zone
which won't allow
actions unfolding
which holds unyielding
to undifferentiated grey
and empty hours wasted
too much is broken
too much is lost
what once was supporting
has gone to dust
what once gave meaning
has been shattered
shot down in flames
trampled under foot
trapped into vectors
of cycled decline
we can not break free
we can not shift
beyond these tight constraints
which pull us lower
and drag all factors down
towards destruction
we have no place
we have no purpose
we are failure
and a paragon
of pointless being
dreading the future
ruing the past
framed in eternal anguish
- Brendan Tripp
12/19/2001
Copyright © 2001 by Brendan Tripp
