there is this time,
a time of loss ...
somehwere between achievement
& failure in life's course.
a moment of quiet voidness,
somekind of uncomprehended noises;
an evening transcending into night
& the darkness condescending upon us.
a walk through chambers of nothingness ...
rooms without doors.
nothing becomes logical,
nothing to be perceived,
in the limitations of our psyche,
a time loss consumes our cries.
what are we most afraid of?
what fear do burn?
it's of course
an origin of the timescare elements