continuum

as the

continuum of

the brave

soul’s life

doth go

a trip into

the reverse

doth oft make

its blessings

look like

a curse;

for the

resurrection

of parts

of its past

doth always

raze it’s

ill - kempt

lone mementos

that brandish

forth a mirage of

hail ‘n hell fire

of brimstone

upon those most

curious of souls

who may be

standing in

its path.

© 2011 All rights reserved, Amelia