granular reasoning
leads to an avalanche
of misunderstanding
as the tectonic facts
shift the reverie
of absent realizations

the last bloom
on a dying vine
is a revelation
in the bitter cold
winds of encroaching
winter derailment

angular denials
follow the bell curve
towards lost oblivion
as surely as
the sneaking suspicions
render emotive disinterest

the last road sign
proclaiming an ending
to asphalt dysfunction
in equatorial delinquency
shifting the polarity
of truth in portents