Wrinkles (day 568)

Did it again
Wrapped my head RIGHT around that thought
Brought it down like a weak wrestling match
Pulled out the cavalry who fired the guns
Let loose a slaughter, just like that

So much so
That even time wrinkled a little bit
Little bouts of perfection make those kinds of impacts
Waves that blow in the wind
Instances
And moments
Pure and utterly filled with complete