Ponder

Interesting this reflection 
lacking of reference 
and refinement refusing 
could it be 
had it been 
as I stare
into the abyss 
that my life 
has slowly become 
an erotic erosion 
started by tiny
trickles of desire 
and ending here
in this pool
of blank despair 
so where’d they
go all these
that when this 
were never that