He could not see
that far beyond
the pain
the angst
the reality of his game
he didn’t want to remember
what it might’ve been like
once the storm had passed
what’s the tragedy of failure
when once
had to find itself
as a growing piece of his own
persona
This human being
felt the strength
of the mystery
held inside all of the sheer
monotony
of the human condition
put to the test of
survival.
He didn’t want
to think about
what would be left behind
only the rest
the peace and quiet
the next solution to
decades long
confusion.
Sleep did seem possible
when now
felt impossible
©️ Scott F Savage 3/2020
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