Creative Traditional:

[Curtis Spider Lee]

as if to have all possibilities-
only to end up with none.

The inter scope of hope is on going
from my point of view.
In a web watching this one develop his clues.
Like footsteps in white snow.
He follows his own, I'm not amused.
Seriously, an upright cup not filled with 7UP?!
Instead, an empty shell like egg shell white.
Ahh yes, I remember such sweet delights
Yet, there will be none for him.
Only for his sticky feet will that pleasure be granted.
Cooler than the surrounding ground in this heat.
Still being denied that taste to his beak.
Now determined useless, it's just as easy to fly away.
Only to return tomorrow-
when nothing changes but the day.