11/8/17

Wilderness encroaches, but not that natural friend. Cold, no encouragement for motion, loner’s frigid emptiness. how was a prison made of ambition to widen wisdom? Where went that golden prize promised to the bold? Old inspirations, imaginary wilds, heroic rambling tales of bravery betrayed – River runs ‘til dammed, then festers in its own demise. Ogres’ tale sold to deny extrication from stagnation.