like all beings pacing corridors trailing the ghosts of their deeds heads downcast and hands raised for their eyes refuse belief in leaving an arid shelter for centuries of rains to dance upon them I am as them, spurning history, Ive discovered while awareness grows bleary and indistinct scouting fissures by inference of markbereft fingertips hunted by thirst and shiver still the masses of stone that enclose them tasked to contain a murmur thats soon to be echoing with unspeakable clarity keening its curse to the open I remain with those spurning history, Ive acknowledged while awareness grows bleary and indistinct scouting fissures by inference of markbereft fingertips hunted by thirst every hopeless struggle every flightless endeavor everything kept at arms length this labyrinth unfolding echoes
markbereft, inference, spurning, scouting, bleary