Impeti
Arcua

Cannot stir
Find breaths so far apart, they do not reach each other on the exhale.
In a heart that yearns to do, its decay would not be undoing, but never doing.
Slain comfortably in doing nothing and achieving nothing,
rather than barren beats that demarcate a something.

In a heart that yearns to do, its decay is made in decatalyzing.
To suffocate yearning into want into breaths that do not reach each other on the exhale.
A passion dried by longer droughts, where impetus-rain is withheld in the clouds.