In and out he goes;
And throws a new reality.
Where the woes go
He does not know.
Not given, but snatched
From some uncertainty.
So he rests.
Did he get it off his chest?
Oh no oh no.
He is a very uncertain man,
Has no plan.
But wishes he did.
Then he cracked,
Like an egg into a frying pan
From a fragile shell.
He knows too well.