I feel such a joyless and reckless, unbridled Despair of some incessant boredom time trial So much of it placed in my hands to control And to bend to my will, but I just do not know What to do with it all, but imagine a place Where again reunited within her embrace It would all have been worth it, to flee undeserving Of her concerns, left to my morbid devices observing The rest of its turning Without her nearby Until in her resplendence She sets in the sky