so goes by
years, in days, 
is this paradise,
he sighs,
dishonorably dissatisfied 
constantly catastrophically 
prophesized.

for some elsewhere, worthwhile
destiny location.

takes abundance in
abstention,
and find complaining in
all that was wasn’t.

so fickle fights 
the fugitive 
narration,
transformed and transferred in
deception,
as an empty echo clothed 
as something epic,
slightly.