a thick cake of mud
like a dirty wax coating.
my steed’s tin wheels.
water
galactic travels
these worlds of stories
more real than the real present.
a god’s galaxy.
in addition
how is this new day
different from yesterday?
math doesn’t add up.
vampyre bytes
our overlords
byte us with ones and zeroes.
bled from our pens.
white out
speckled snow
never ending winter.
patterns in white.
cold hearted
winter’s ice cold breath
an embrace of dead lovers.
heart of discontent.