Everything that had been slowing down,
has now come to a stop suddenly, with a dull thud.
the last efforts of a dying movement
Grinding to a halt.
What now?
another start or will the inertia sustain
this unanimated existence
of a personal universe.
An experiment. To be the Renaissance man, albeit a brown one. Words, languages, wit, hopes, dreams. Anything that reduces the drudgery of existence. Peace