Consequence

PHOTO BY SI

Stelliferous illuminations allow gratitude to advance in tortoise-like pace 

along channels oneiric in such moments, 

tragically transforming back to an astrophobic disposition 

when the Heavens' guiding celestial spirit is enisled 'neath traitorous brows.

Such moments. Acquiescent to what can only be termed Life.

Such moments. Revive an afflictive certainty of the world's virtue.

But when the morrow ascends as an agile pilferer

It ferociously extirpates glee with blood-thirsty artillery

So our souls remain forever perturbed, 

perplexed by habitual newsprint tales, x-rays of infamy and iniquity.

O Divine one, absolve us all from the innate infernos we have fashioned into Hell,

So that we may strive in earnest for a most potent pedigree of conscience 

that effortlessly emerges within those few fateful seconds before we make that...

one irreparable, inexpiable...

...plunge.