Significantly Insignificant.

Interimating, upon your disembarkation,
desiring to enunciate with you.
Delegating that I envision your beauty,
condensing all detrimental thinking patterns.

The sky does not insinuate the color blue,
food does not have any palatableness.
Nothing is admissible to prolongate,
dematerializing my heart, like calcium in water.

Aggrieving all my non-melancholy attitude,
will anything indulge my exalt?
I guess the presumption is inaccurate,
because nothing is correct in my disintegrating life.

I pray that I may see her,
having a suspicion that I might.
But not apprehending it fully,
stationary for the moment of arrival.

Agnosticism all my positive ability to think,
questioning if I am erroneous in my mind.
I might be questioning my insignificancy for myself,
or might even be the extinction of my heart.