Our Fling Has Finally Flung Itself Poem by Karin Holloway
Our Fling Has Finally Flung Itself
Our fling has finally flung itself
Exhausted, into the sun.
We burned it out, believers again,
Grasping its end just begun.
I pattern perfection, a secret plan,
Plentitude in plurality.
Its purpose pure yet prurient
As it putrefies reality.
My insight is eyesore; blinders
Will come to shut out the sun.
The fling once flown
Now flung to be again redone.
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: relationships
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