Spilled ReasoningSwords thrusted in a bladed dance,More Like This
two forces made like whine.
Advanced encircled winding steps,
entwined twin sparks fly
of metals clashed fire deep.
Day's almost end
dancing art sweeping-
gliding in the air,
a slain figure now sentenced.
Thrashing waves pierced sounding
deafen to the cries singing
in bladed silence symphony
of a stabbed heart beating.
Blood spilled seeping,
a puddled mark where too once stood
of one's last minutes
before a mournful end.
Sense unreasoned fallen still
all gazed silent,
to be filled with desire displayed
fully adorned rustic red gleaming-
glittered shining against the fallen sun.
Forever painted position seeming
caught in time a single moment breathed.
Victory stilled now settled,
laying upon the floor.
Living in always frozen glanced
of eyes now placid seen to stare.
Nothing more or less
then what has been,
never to be as it should
but becoming only that it is.