Robert Sheridan

The art of all specialized uses of
verbal destruction in the ruining
of another person's life, as-in the
wrecktoric of one's hopes - all
that's left is a shattered soul.

The subject in question is left
mentally broken down after an
assault of language that is all
together un-elaborate, very
un-pretentious, and insincere.

Whatever good that was inside
them has been cast adrift like
some shipwreck - drawn in by
a false light in a lighthouse
that really doesn't exist.

Dissipated passbys who are
intellectually vacuous offer little
comfort, let alone a helping hand;
They're more interested in their
own 'high-flown style'.

Bottom line - the Wrecktoric prefer
to smash or break forcefully all
that's good, want to infiltrate with
all that's bad - the air permeates
surreptitously with hostile intent.

'2008'