This was a stream-of-consciousness piece, that just came to me out of the blue. It's also a rough copy, as I wrote it especially for this website, so please excuse any technical issues. I'm a firm believer that poetry should only rarely be revised, as it is a distillation of the moment.
That being said, I really have no clue what this pertains to in regards to my life. I'm sure I can make a connection, but for now, it's purely subconscious.