7 June 2012
And what am I to do now?
His frustration, Blistering as he feigns, A little, A little mask of happiness.
Itching, Aching, Needing. Needing to know, Needing to help.
But now I must not. I must not. On this side of this ocean I am marooned.
Again I find, In melancholy surprise, Myself alone.
And what am I to do now?
Reintroducing Helplessness • Opuss № I