Bitter Taste
Bitter TasteSo once again the bitter taste,
Of a mis-labled montage,
has left its reminence,
within my palate's memory.
And so begins this new entropy...epitamy...endogamy.
Such vastness does this describe...
As to the nothingness of the surreality.
Does any sense this make?
None forthright...none upcoming...
none in hind's sight.
So...why must its prevaility haunt,
every other gasping breath,
that is struggled to be taken in?...
With these fears & annihalating successions,
of raging faithless doubt...
Screaming profusely within a deaf ear's drum.
Unnerving and disrupting,
even the tone-deaf's placid harmony...
Monique Lauren Potapa
Copyright ©2007 Monique Lauren Potapa
Poetry by Monique Potapa
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Written on 2007-05-07 at 08:13
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