endless loop

endless loop
by A.g. Synclair
the circumnavigation of four,
       not horsemen,
but just as foreboding
                                                             recurring
apocalyptic ribbon
visions rebound quickly
plunge deeper into
more
           of
                     the
same
                  isolation
evolved of a curious mixture
the turning over of stones
miscalculations of
     time
upending our supposed bliss
the poetic half-life of
                    absolute
   insurgence