I am bound
Bashful and battered
A tottering wretch
The bleary-eyed
Dream-afflicted fool

True to a silence
Spawned, in the horror
The fiery bedlam
Of his waking years

With eyes
Forever sewn to earth
Heaving through time
In the home
Of his fraying seams

Determined
Yet doubtful
In silent panic

Assured
Yet slothful
In eternal distress