Blindly spending the
  bulk

Of my temporal
  capital

Hourly deficits
  started to climb

And piled into
  notes

I will never  
  repay

Stored in vaults
  that I’ll never find

Words lay
   uncashed

As I waste even
  more  
  
In my attempt to go
  back and re-sign

All those debts
  left untendered

Never forgiven
   now due

That fate
  has secured
    —and defined

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)