wanderings of an idle mind......

In my head,
A couplet ebbs and flows
With rising tide, rises & grows
Can’t reach the moon, shatters,
breaks, In a million shards
of splintered verse.

Ashore, around your feet , Waits
For you to trample, crush, delete.
It has lost all sense of space or time
A single floating verse
remains in my mind.

Tread on it, trample it, tear it apart
Break it, crush it, make sure its dead
After all its just a verse, that too ,
only in my head.