STARING AT THE COMET
THAT’S GOING TO CLEANSE THE WORLD

Modelled after Lady Godiva
A lukewarm reception brought her down to her knees
She walks away in decorum
A testament of vulnerability

Her house empty
Her soul derelict I enter
Slide into her grace
A fixation that is out of place
I reached out and touched her tortured hull
This last drop will drown the entire world