2011/09/22

To Hell Mr Jones - 2011/09/22

CRASH
Panes of glass shatter
You hope for a ricochet
Instead you get a splatter

WHOOOOSH
It has not happened yet
Gravity maintains control
Sell sell sell when upset

POW
Look at the smoking crater
A fissure many leagues deep
Spelunkers are the traitors

DRIP
A single tear breaks free
Tumbling into dark depths
Beyond where eyes can see

SILENCE
Is it ever going to return
Or is it eternally trapped
In minds which never learn

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