Chapter 49: Gate C6

Anticipating an Exit
To kinder places
Biding my time through
Concrete and glass
Binding me so
Efficiently
Waiting for the edit
Kindhearted faces
Burning wills brew
Silent as they amass
Extensively
Engrossed in monitors
Echoing past behaviors
Watchful and willed
Braced and chilled
By every new idea
Provided to my desolate brain
Flora echoes into exponents
As my mind’s eye aims
Echoing clear
In attempt to restrain
The penitent proponents
Of forced claims
Focusing of founders
As fascination flounders
Organizing obtrusive olfaction
Amid festive satisfaction
All the while I wait
For new winds to blow
Brandishing cosmic fate
As a weapon to leave me low
Chemically confounded enlist in effigy
Anticipation always burning