uncontrollable

studying but what for

he is no longer in school

quite possibly and simply

to better the quality of his mind

controlled at times

by desire at times by anger

and sadness sometimes

uncontrollable

reading until his eyes get crossed

paving a new way

solo most times

and so low sometimes

higher than the rest

sitting in his tower

where there is none

the silence becomes

uncontrollable

writing until the hand goes numb

falls to one side

as if fatally wounded

where has all the time gone

where will he be when

the storm ends…