" caverns and consequence "


night air biting, ankles exposed.

businesses closed, or maybe some lingering.

feet shuffling, laughter echoes in between the bodies of cars parked.

everywhere is close, every destination far.

i'm peering into one of the open windows, and seeing past the walls, past the register, past the purpose.

i'm seeing into the ether, and all the blood rushes to my internal organs.

empty streets, full heart,

single bodies floating and wavering in the darkness,

seeking definition and the caress of light.

tonight's homework:

make a list of 10 people, situations, items, or experience which make you happy beyond compare. then try to connect two or three of those together and implement an impromptu 'choose-your-own-adventure' sort of existence. tumble, wash, rinse, repeat.