Purpose and meaning all lost in time,
sOft and insipid she turns the page,
hoPing and waiting for  perfect rhyme,
hooPs of hope she has climbed through,
platItude brings her a step further down,
offliNe she examines if reality is true,
longinG for one who won’t see her,
an anger Beseeching all others,
fugitive Until the wrath of her savior,
fruitless Before him ever she wonders,
hardbitten Behind the lost orange time,
openeyed and Listening she holds her breath,
if ever he wantEd she’d still be waiting,
imagining wordS that had cooled of the mess..