Pages blanched

A windup of the process

"In conclusion," if you will

take it down to arbitration

hold the steps in fixed quadrille.

A grande jeté towards a reveal,

swift percipience

pinched and pressed.

With no burden of proof~ excuse me,

there's no choice, I must digress.

Human desire to fulfill~

the evanescence that distracts the core.

The purpose~ only a memory

what once was, is now no more.

~Jessi (image and poem)