by Cole Severns
The negotiations between future and past have reached stalemate.
No hope of reconciliation.
Purpose is lost.
Attempted meaning constructed with useless emotion.
From the bowels of self-loathing and heartbreak.
Drawn and quartered. From the fabrications of nonsense.
Under the guise of virtue.
Self-serving undertakings of a frivolous nature.
Deconstructed by the weight of irrelevance.
Deaf and blind persistence.
Fueling the despair of once inspired intentions.