Behold the gray sky!
It hovers like strangulation,
Forming binds of control,
Through static emptiness.
Connected in coils,
Released in liquid abstraction.
Behold the gray sky!
It hovers like strangulation,
Forming binds of control,
Through static emptiness.
Connected in coils,
Released in liquid abstraction.
The gray sky vibrates above as I open my eyes from a deep, soundless sleep and peer through the hole in the cave. Oxygen appears to be minimal today, but I can move around without a mask for the time being. I go to the locker and choose a small bag of peanuts to munch on while I search for other survivors.
In life, there are many unknowns
So we, human beings, categorize everything
And that which is unknown then has meaning
Therefore, all is understood
Though much is still mystery
Nice hike up to the falls. The water is raging right now. The falls. It was pretty quiet up there in terms of people - though we saw a qui...