

An Untitled PoemHe sits, he waits, he procrastinates For what, he knows not, nor knows why Opportunies collapse at his indecision Hopes fracture, the shards now forgottenAn Untitled Poem
He stands, he walks, he goes nowhere To where, he is uncertain, yet continues Paths fragment beyond his parameter Destiny dissolves, the powder falls away
He stops, he stares, he sees nothing At what, he cannot distinguish, nor does he care Futures perish due to his blindness Existence deteriates, the soul subsides...
Dom