no idea if i posted this poem before, but yeah imma just put it up. one of my favourites,
kinda forgot the poet though.


Be firm till i return.

No man can give me any word but wait, the puny light.
I keep my eyes pointed in; hoping that,
when the devil days of my heart drag out to their last drags,
and i resume on such legs as are left in me,
in such heart as i can manage,
remember to go home,
my taste will not have turned insensitive