Can a crossword puzzle incomplete be a metaphor for life, in sense of unfinished works that occupy us until we can somehow move on… and the dark places makes us wonder what opportunities were lost as we occupy our minds and waste time?

Crossword

I think, leave it alone,
Stupid worn magazine
With puzzle barely born

Words down
Words across
Words all around

I could ignore
If it wasn’t unfinished
By someone long before

Black voids are opportunities lost.
Nothing escapes the realization
Of the gravitational cost

Weighing into someone’s
Unfinished works
Into loneliness of no-one’s

But my own bent time
And stretched space
In occupy of my mind