#poetrylimerickswords

a stolen prospect a heavy price paid for the world the globe a viscous liquid globular shaped by the spheres a single thought driven to madness the fear and the cement stoppig the lights flashing stars

the drill was practiced day in and day out but then taught to forget everything every lesson previously done and every exercise trained faked it was unfortunate all the holidays off and the time spent

the tomorrow coming the yesterday left behind a reply a single response one word given and taken broken and fixed into the mind the fact was known and lasted for years a secret for the decades millenia

in the eye deep into the brain of time the night's mind sits in darkness awaiting biding its time. a difficult thing to do a sword taken and swung thrown into the galaxy spinning forever to reach the blackness

within the way and without the finished in and on the roof sat the man about town about his comfort a selfish greed permeated north from his chimney infecting the neighbors who wanted more more than he

On and off and on again the tops the tips of the hills the peaks the valleys sliced apart and restored in a moment wanted attention a secret yard of glorious change for the world to experience and denounce

a night in the city and served up the perfect information of the goings on of the champion and his loyal companions criminal and dark yet full of life and donations to the well being of the greatest place

a mother and father desiring changes in the home and the world but the lack of motivation leaving floating away too fast, they could not grab it, and they lost, and could not ever earn it back again. the

laughing at the misfortune a disgusting change the fire altered the surrounding the fake the farthest out gone an impact piled high strange and troubled to go with them and leave an accented sight the

to speak with dead deep within the earth buried far away from most except for channels left in the old magic a life for the elderly and the young was something forgotten a cynical trend of doom and the

check the lines make sure accuracy perfection the shapes and angles developing morphing changing they often have given everything to us so we continue checking perfecting enlightening the five dimensions

the marginal profit made from the robotic endeavors a specific rule the upsetting force the broken the force is the way it is the major plot the minor schedule the sounds the noise the hissing a terrible

the machine is used and transported back and forth the witness of their own demise a cold wind a horn blowing in the distance leaving to return the house will fly and disappear into the future do not make

greedy, hungry, devouring the passage of time fooling us a life forever the round clock ticking each measure happening at once we are in the center we could ascend from the center into the all the everything

let us begin to notice the final father the ultimate creator of the world itself yet he has betrayed all who live in his world all who depend on his vision with a knife waving and screaming in madness

a trick of the eyes a comedic intent from the robotic creature its primary goal secondary to none to eliminate and exterminate the scavenging rats what can be done if anything to face off against them

from the small the incredibly small the tiniest the molecule expanding growing a chemical then many, exploding suns are formed the galaxies expanding forever outward time itself spreading too, its grip

multiplying in the time stream the structure is collapsing a fight between the ends and the means chew it all and nurse the wounds leave them alone and figure out the messengers in the machine filled in

he will be sent into the past the effects so far reaching and intense it cannot be comprhended all exits sealed guns in the door he enters in anger walk away the man shot in the leg an evil turned and

the mission was known in the eyes of the diamond the marriage of past and present a few days is all that is left the time line was corrected and they disappeared never to have existed and to never going