Why must I have but a single word to say?
What with all the words,
Of such a tenacity,
That once held captive,
This beating heart at bay,
Once, a close encounter,
Then twice, strikes conversation amongst weary travellers,
The third, an absolution of worldly wonders,
Not a single value of mine strive in such circumstances,
Must this segment of time cast its shadows before me?
In hopes that dreary days would set me
free,
From what looms in spells of three
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 4:09 PM UTC
Why must I have but a single word to say?
What with all the words,
Of such a tenacity,
That once held captive,
This beating heart at bay,
Once, a close encounter,
Then twice, strikes conversation amongst weary travellers,
The third, an absolution of worldly wonders,
Not a single value of mine strive in such circumstances,
Must this segment of time cast its shadows before me?
In hopes that dreary days would set me
free,
From what looms in spells of three
