Fallacies falling, one by one,
foreboding fills errant vacuum
of erstwhile mind, rebirthed sun
fades from thoughts hard-won.

Spinning in circles, flapping wings
of facetious thoughts
brings tears to sun-frigid eyes,
so many tears, conceived in time,
but not lost, held close,
they verify fated fallacies.

Frumptitude expands fragility,
but, who cares? It’s all-relevant
to fadings, which forever fail,
one by one; vacuuming away
hard-won mind, falling facetiously
into frumptitude’s sun.

Flappings failings, two by two,
forbearing’s fall, vacuumed by you,
of erstwhile mind; unbirthed sun
fades from thoughts un-won.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 12/7/03