InterBoard Poetry Competition

EXIT WOUNDS AS AN ELEMENT OF STRING THEORY IN AUTUMN
      Joseph Armstead
      (SplashHall Poetry)

Time, a function of old photographs
and forgotten birthday cards,
slows
with the remembered image
of each fallen tear.

...the wind outside the window rustles leaves from off the trees...

If you listen long enough you can hear
charged particles exceeding
the speed of heartbreak.

Intersecting Planes on a
four dimensional model
of intersecting, deconstructed globes,
the light -- don’t blink, darkness descends --
rapidly swirls,
serpentine,
into an inverted helix

there are no notes to this music

(And so we sat in silence together,
drowning in rising waves of
separateness
crashing against a rock-strewn shore
of abandoned promises and broken hopes --

it feels a lot like Sunday morning...)

Each non-integrated mote of particulate matter
rests on that razor’s edge between
total dissolution
and
tyrannical mutation
when exposed to continuous streams
of amplified twilight energy focused
through the aperture of an obsidian lens

there is no brilliance to this light

Time, a Fifth Dimensionality integer
of the Mandelbrot subset,
shreds and rips, bleeding
onto the cold, tear-spattered floor
as the Heart ticks away
the passing of Valentine dreams.

...the wind outside the window rustles leaves from off the trees...