An idle continuation of
a happening of choice
Redundant existence of loitering days
and nights; skulking.
The timely squall visits yet again, once again, lurking.
Embezzled dreams once longed for; now lost,
and today; forgotten.
Ambitions improbable; in any case impossible
Dreams of voyage that torture:
A peaceful slumber, constant, for all time
A goodbye, plausible; quite possible
Yes, I am