Once upon a notion,
I warred,
against, an Ocean,
of uncried tears.

They coalesced,
on the battlefield,
of my Soul,
rigid, reticulated,
frozen.

I gunned down,
the last of the emotion,
with, shattered shells,
of me, broken,
cannons fired,
on fears,
at my behest,
a forked feeling,
on every axed pole,
insides, ended,
by...