At least one interview remains: career prospects are unclear.
The doors have been left open: alternatives will appear.
My consciousness is aware: yet thoughts scattered here and there.
The seeds have now been planted: and we will see what will grow.
Events are in a contingent state: simply waiting to unfold.
Very good !- I can see that you are an optimist. Too many poets out there that are cynics.
well… i think i like the poem… it’s pretty good… there are a few things i don’t like.. but i won’t say them.. just so all of you can continue to enjoy it’s perfection.
That is a pretty stellar poem man. I’ll notify Kerouac that he should pack his bags…
kidding..