i could sit here and wait forever listening in the dark seeking a trace of insight waiting for something to start it's likely i'll begin to force it out of desperate response but if you were to say it, the skeptic aside, i'd believe whatever you want and peace can be kind but it's been a long time i guess it takes patience and a little bit of science you'll find the ovations on the other end of silence i'll begin to mark all my words it's nobody else's task a**uming it's a test of self-determination then i've only myself to ask how long do i wait before i create? bridging the nights right into mornings losing sight of apathy's warnings learning to coexist as a patient scientist