Last Words Of A Unknown Uncouth Civil Engineer

It was late.
His last words were required...

"Hm...",
he took his time before responding...
and then , he did...

"I, never, wished a return
to any future, present, or, past.
My memories were,
always,
on revision mode!

"Whatever left me,
I, never, had.
I, always, leaned
on a heap of well oiled spins.

"I, never, questioned my identity,
therefore,
I, always, were
here and there,
nowhere and anywhere,
without identity...

"And,
never,
did I challenge my assumptions...
It was,
always,
more efficient to challenge yours!

"Finally,
I, never, demanded of myself
anything 'last',
or -even worse -
anything lasting...
My words
were, always, few
and much too precious
to waste!"