Erasure,
erasure of love,
eradication of dedication,
and frustration,
and destruction of the creations of imaginations,
and destruction of thoughts and fascinations,
and quiet contemplations,
and the quiet storms,
and the bombacity,
bombacity,
that rages through the mind,
with such tenacity,
with such tenacity,
that leaves such devastation,
such devastation and creation,
and beautiful ideas that never come to fruition,
and who may never be fully formed,
and oh, what a condition,
what a condition that brings such pleasure,
such pleasure,
from the final workings of the imagination,
the pleasure satiates the mind,
with the beauty of its form and shape,
the form and shape,
that comes from the waves of thoughts,
waves of thoughts that result,
in the final hard-earned works of art,
the final hard-earned works of the imagination.