in time

what has me will not let me go

though i try

i try so hard

to void it from my aura

it keeps

coming

back

i have accepted that which i possess

have come to terms with that which i don't

yet

and still

i am being followed

a force more powerful than i

seeks me out

have i not sequestered my talents until they were ready

are they ready

am i

ready

anguish of incompletion 

unfulfilled appetite

i know who you are and i know what you came for

but you shall not have it

vile ramparts erected in mockery

distilling my hopes to a vapid trepidation

silently agonizing that which i know i am

fill my colostomy bag with cement

if you please

it's not formidable enough

i will hold true to the old ways

collect me when i'm gone or scatter the bones

in time

i will be