Fine Frenzy




The beacon breaks sticky sweet,
A weaving flame to ruffle dawn.
In an off-beat tweet, cracked sweet,
I tear up time and run away with change...

Now the bobble-cobble of days fade,
In a toppled tizzy of moments,
That births a new fervour, a new beat,
In the crush of your smile...

Forgive me the terrible tidiness of days,
And let the clocks crumble and puff away,
To pardon youth any death,
 In the fine frenzy of age...





- Alison Zacharias