Evocative in my fantasies
Invading what should’ve been a peaceful rest

But we both know
Rest is nonexistent when it comes to iced silver eyes
Without a hint of love

Frozen in time
Deprived of hope

Lost forever is optimism or happiness
clutching the smallest amount of control
for resistance has fled

Neither villain nor collaborator
non-judgmental and uncaring

Or perhaps it’s unfeeling
Incapable of evoking emotion
even if circumstance warranted

Roams liberally surrendering to no master
as his released freely long ago

Without restraint unresolved future
to no end
or conceivably the end