| How long must I wait- subjugate, supplicate to Fate? Itenerant soul tethered by the powers that be. Crazy coveting the leave to abandon conjecture. Lunacy longing for a sanction of repose. Developing a hate for speculate. Idleness, insidious. Time is moving for no man. Soliciting a sign, clutching at any premonition leading to an omen of something more than stagnant. |