Bashing, lashing, smashing, crashing

These are the sounds of my rehashings


A lovely spiral of hate and pain

Yet just another round of thunder in the rain


Where is the light that spawned this disaster?

What other flashes will come hereafter?


I guess I'll know when it's all over

In the darkest storm, achieve foreclosure

Uploaded: 5/13/07

A/N: Good poem, resolute and desperate, insightful but ignorant. A fave of mine.