Till left justifiably comatose and creatively glossed over..

Yes, he’s been crawling once more atop of the rotted wooden floor – with his legs, his heavy mind, criss-crossed and caught in torturous toil… ..

Yet, ever-still, staring bravely before that of a wide-open kitchenette door. Wherein a sense of malnourished mind meets bad-tempered time… meets maniacal sense of geometric rhyme

Reckless and unforgiving albeit, ultimately, w-i-n-n-i-n-g

And, finally… righteously re-aligned by the heartfelt strength of heaven-sent design

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