The possibility of inevitability strikes me as a distinct lack of accountability
For in all probability, statistically, chance over time knows no elasticity
A wave form that ignites irascibility, where hope is a complete abnormality
No evidence I have carries credibility, yet how else to explain this complexity?
Clarity of this eccentricity of fate’s seeming lack of ephemerality promises only
a complete collapse of every faculty, every human facility, leaving inactivity
Face this severity with temerity and tenacity, seize this opportunity
See, perceptively, the chance in this phenomenal inevitability
It is your only chance at the pretence of originality