A*S-U-ME

A*S  -  U  -  ME

 

so he will...

form her to latter

build an image to shatter

fears he quoted in blue

and magnified onto you

so you...

in your urge to self-protect

so perpetual in affect

anticipate the rephrased frown

she's so sure he'll stow her down

and so they...

allow doubts to presume and loom

pick the flowers before they can bloom

immobilized in a faint galaxy of dismay

frozen in discontent they stay...

Author's Note

MAY 13, 1999: A Hubble telescope survey of the sky has uncovered exotic patterns, rings, arcs, and crosses that are all mirages produced by a gravitational lens, the natural equivalent of having a giant magnifying glass in space. A gravitational lens is created when the gravity of a massive foreground object, such as a galaxy or a black hole, bends the light coming from a far more distant galaxy directly behind it. This gravitational muscle focuses the light to give multiple or distorted images of the background object as seen by the observer.

Reviews

[ABitBrokenPoetry]

love this. dark, deep, intense. very well written, & simple but with purpose. "frozen in discontent they stay" a perfect ending. truly a brilliant write.

[fallen_sueanne]

i like it