re-annunciation

high frequency shuffled parts,
dizzy distressed paper hearts,
the faulty support systems we utilized,
crutches and flying buttresses,
cascades of pulleys for uplifting,
but it was easier sinking,
into the swollen blue bruises of the reckless ocean,
the bell tower keeps ringing,
to remind us of all the diminishing time,
while we recall all the things done with an absent mind