I was waiting for the time
to determine
the mood of my weakness,
uneasy and restless
as existent wills,
currents flew the past,
present and before,
scattered, shattered grasps
to the only I knew:
exquisite words;
myself submerged
and the better yet
undefine sprouting,
nodes ambiguity,
unwell well enough
thoughts bound.
Words such phenomenal
idiomacies carry
that upon one found
is the Other
Self respect
Outer elements so refined,
sublime subscribal descriptive.
