Reminiscent Weakness

The Obvious Link (XLIV)

It often fades like old lead paint, toxic,
once vibrant, now Gothic in colour,
once inseparable, now torn asunder,
once unrehearsed, now robotic in reaction,
once united in faction seeking similar means to beautiful ends,
now vanishing, like real moments turned pretend,
once visible, now as difficult to see as blown wind,
once nothing, turned friend, turned enemy, turned infamy
was once immune to distraction,
now riddled with Attention Deficit Disorder
leaving its focus far shorter than it was “once up on a time”,
when it shined morning sun bright,
when it was valued as much as new life, now dying,
prior to the wilting,
prior to being guilty of quitting,
prior to knowing it came home only to leave,
a so-called solution, a reprieve from…

watching it pack its bags is unfulfilling
until it returns "home" to unpack...

Good-bye Love

The aforementioned piece is one of seven to be
posted prior to the completion of my current
book project. Please be frightfully honest, I "need"
opinions to be honest concerning this and other
prose to follow. Again, thank each of you for your
assistance -- in advance!!!