Every drop of rain
is an acid bullet
shot from the heavens
like a released bomb
to assault this depleted earth
Every lazy eye
is too bothered
to look upward
and see the bad effects
for what they truly are and from whence they came
Every last resort
has been extinguished
and the umbrellas
are all burnt in the storm
so nothing is left to try and save
Every false plea
is like a starving angel
dancing on a pin
until the stab wound
makes the matter moot and wastes away
Author Bio:
Scott Thomas Outlar spends the days flowing and fluxing with the tide of the Tao River while laughing at life's existential nature. His words have appeared in various magazines, journals and websites. His debut chapbook "A Black Wave Cometh" is forthcoming from Dink Press in 2015. More of Scott's work can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com.
is an acid bullet
shot from the heavens
like a released bomb
to assault this depleted earth
Every lazy eye
is too bothered
to look upward
and see the bad effects
for what they truly are and from whence they came
Every last resort
has been extinguished
and the umbrellas
are all burnt in the storm
so nothing is left to try and save
Every false plea
is like a starving angel
dancing on a pin
until the stab wound
makes the matter moot and wastes away
Author Bio:
Scott Thomas Outlar spends the days flowing and fluxing with the tide of the Tao River while laughing at life's existential nature. His words have appeared in various magazines, journals and websites. His debut chapbook "A Black Wave Cometh" is forthcoming from Dink Press in 2015. More of Scott's work can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com.
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