Trangression of Innocence

Surrounded in the fluid of uncertainty

I feel the waves crashing against my skeleton

Wondering how did I get here

Feeling the monotony of a pendulum

Wishing it to stop

Intuition and fruition have yet not occurred

Will I ever be expelled

The power of the unknown drives me like tasteful transports

I can feel the ever changing movements

Jaws with no movements

Feeding on the elixir not of choice

As the fluid of uncertainty grows

Will I ever forget that I never remembered

And so time begins

I reached the stage of no turning back

But will he turn his back on this

Which is me, which is us, which is him

Secular members enter and deposit

Enter and withdraw members

Not with the thought of ever growing interest

But clearing all deposits after three days

To spend for the time ……

That check bounced

But the members didn’t deposit enough

Saddled with bad credit

Grateful she did not close the account