Slow Tears

Tears live in the bowels
Of time
Where memories suckle
Eons wrath
As sobs cater to fragmented
These solutions dive into
Arms of silence
That crumbles though
Of a slow burn and seldom
Drops its ashes

CortanaLain aka XELain

Weird, Dark at Times, Creative Poet Writer with bits of Flow, Spacing moments outside thru realms of Life.