he awoke every morning

he awoke every morning
drowsy and brilliant
from these limitless futures
lying under his bed,
trophies unclaimed yet hoarded.

A circular tank brimming with sagas
that leaked something every night
- time is an unassailable thief,
a great authority, then;
'twas the most natural thing in the world,
reptilian in its surreptitious workings,
just like breathing.

A knob that turned many doors,
open or shut, never mind.
Altered is the new normal.
These limitless futures,
one realizes only too late,
are like a crashing wave,
quickly subduing and swallowing themselves
in their hasty retreat.