i am now, that i wasn't before,
in some minds,
unbinded to them,
peculiar in our new distances.
there was the chain,
fastened in black ways,
durable in the mystic,
proud as Man.
i learned my lesson,
don't think i didn't,
and now reap the
harvest of hubris.
i was perhaps unelegant,
perhaps working too
hard, perhaps full of one way
when their way went opposite.
it was...
