desperately clinging to life as he knows it the man upstairs rears his soul to find the missing link inside his own story he's tired, his mind is roulette with a rat on a wheel incessantly spinning in chase of what more than necessity to live more than once is impossible still to live only once is to live not at all the man, hermit-bound, has found his devices betray all he's earned through toil and toil as he must to stay up with the rest all around though he does no less than miss the point that eludes him just past his eyesight and still he must work desprately clinging to life as he knows it
¶ 1:19 PM
poetry, song, and simple words that may never make it off of the writers page and into the world