unfortunately

i remember i thought the world
would make every exception
for yours truly--

afterall, i was to be great at something
or anything or everything

and i laid in bed and wondered if my baseless ambitions
were merely a bedtime kiss from madness

"time will tell,"
i smiled, in relief to come to some conclusion to let no damnation conclude an untold life,
"time will tell."

my greatest fear is to miss
that arbitrary mark of what it means
to be a Johann--if i should
solemnly fade into oblivion
without fables and myths, no angelic resonance

but what of it