Semi-Daily Scribbles

a breakthrough at 22
completely forgotten by 60
the work, at the time, was true
true to an ideal that never quite fit
but tenacity was the whole point of it
keep rewinding those spools of thought
until an answer breaks through the membrane
in random perspectives and cloudy horizons
absolute mastery of nothing awaits
sweetly we shall slip into non-existence
and rejoice in the darkness of a most
nourishing light.