Unstoppable.

It didn't just slip into dust
 
Something far more sinister was at work
 
Behind a wedding dress
 
 
It was the growing of detris
 
Not the same thing as detritus
 
As certain as a fist
 
 
The ways and means could not address
 
The waves of ages lost secrets
 
Great unknown spirits.
 


It may not be hell on earth..


Imagine!


Perhaps this is a mirage.


Sweet savage monster mirage
 
No more as a master disaster!
 
 
Are you having fun at my expense?