By Wayne Russell
The electricity
that we felt
between us,
is now
snuffed out.
The flicker of a
flame, now
doused.
No more euphoric
rapture, only a
whirlpool consuming
emotions, everything
pulling into a dark void.
Life is one meaningless
crusade, they will forget
that we ever existed by
morning.
They will leave our
memories to die.
Bio:
Wayne Russell is or has been many things in his time upon this planet, he has been a creative writer, world traveler, graphic designer, former soldier, and former sailor. Wayne has been widely published in both online and hard copy creative writing magazines. From 2016-17 he also founded and edited Degenerate Literature. In late 2018, the kind editors at Ariel Chart nominated Wayne for his first Pushcart Prize for the poem Stranger in a Strange Town. “Where Angels Fear” was his debut e-book, but due to unforeseen circumstances, it was pulled from the publishers’ list of titles.
