Never Thought

You never thought you'd tire

Of campfires on the beach

Heat compressing sand and soul into solid

Unskippable rock

You never thought about that

Sound environmentally humming over trees

Interfering with the resonance, which

Slithers up and down your spine

Thought you never did

But that didn't stop

You, faroff, ovationless isolate

Compounding interest in infamy

Leader of all for one’s mastery: none;

Forged (foregone) below crust, cut 

Displayed like grand ol' this or

That which you'd never thought

Only felt in the deepest assurance

Tied to suspension of long-held beliefs