"The Bell Blinks" , a poem in sentence form

Love fast, love not! Blue shroud on clothesline. Tigers breathe. And Wind abates. Hour glass empties its tears. Coffee grounds from valley's shadow. Save slow, save not! Mendacity lurks. Unhinged doors and shuttered windows. Broken clock with bone fragments. Frayed edges and yellowed pages. Torn photo, a blood smeared remnant. Pace hard, pace not! Cracked, gilded mirror. Mildewed basement boxes. Petrified wings. And spent erasers. Static music's scarred hands. Stare soft, stare not! Melted candle on doorstep. Lions gasp. And rain pummels. Burning sofa smiles its pain. Silver shards pitted and tarnished. Feign long, feign not! Fatuous thoughts. The bell blinks. Quinces rotting with gnats. Songs cease crying. Dried out pens.Flew high, flew not!