He IV

He came in.

And like a

First-time

Apprentice

Lost in-time

He could only sit

there

on seats

slowly shredding

in rooms heading

to ends

Pending

more.

As words

poured out into a world

ready for their ramifications

as he choked on his own misconceptions

we watched fall into rooms

of ambiguity

Before

they began

to slowly shred

away to-times

he was always lost in.

 

© Hudson Biko