A scrambling colossus,
thick and perilously internal,
finds a lonely synapse mulling
over consequences of fruition.
With a cataclysm, they
meet to become a mouthful of honey.
This is really interesting I keep reading this write back to myself trying to find the perfect meaning Ive finally come to the conclussuin this write Speaks of ones life and their search for love and after finding it they finally find themself at peace Great Job with this This definately made me think God Bless Ron
Yeah, I can dig it. I think it's the fifth line that's letting it down, the first four are excellent, and the punch line is fine. "With a cataclysm" doesn't light my wick for some reason, Todd, I can think of many ways to go, tis up to you.
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