The smile waiveres

then fades

She had pushed a button in him

that erased hope

"From whence came love.

now grows avidity"

he shuffles

So, it begins to relent

just so

leaking softly at first

like a pipe sweating away condensation

Then, more rapidly

faucet-like when the washer has rotted to debris

"My, how it quickens"

he thinks aloud

and grates

"I am loathe to enter the drawers"

he says to no-one and everyone

"What must I do when possibility is no longer endless?"

He begins to ascend

Copyright:  Brian Pellerino  2009