The fizzle

around your core

after you implode

like the wicked witch

there is a fizzle

chatting about the core

lingering innefective

like murotic acids 

valence muted presence

against elements unknown

love

the poets common answer

anecdote to the mundane

tilling a silver shredded splinter 

into your veins

recently I observed new fresh vibrant love

between to young spirits

alive, talking, joshing in the moonlight

against two old and spiteful

two whos love has fizzled

into full resentment

bound by circumstance

a sadness undefined

like a point North of the North Pole

It makes your heart stop

It feels like the rubber in necessary machines 

tearing

rendering the machine useless

it feels like a testimony to an empty heart

it destroys your initiative

it opens all of your unread mail and finds you

distraught

it erodes your harmonies

it fizzles down

decompresses your spine

and sets you free