As specious as spectres detect in spaces As flat as the last of the start of descending, The speed of exceeding depletes in its paces The passage of panics detached from the ending. An intangible mass is attached as adornment To central encompass of balance unfolding, So the friction of self-parts enhances the halting That matches in scaling the scope of discernment. I'd idly endeavor in inking identity To borrow the pleasure of lonesome impatience Of wave-breaks unnascent on shorelines unending That wilfully fill up to cough out the nothing. Voiced in the noise of the name of behaviors Is limit of loving the drifting applause As anxious as pavement for cracking and crushing In rush to discover distaste and betrayers. A clock is a torus of snaking to famine That pangs to exclaim it's unique simultaneous But refrains from repeating the deed of the signpost That fell down before the roadway was paved.