Now, for now
What follows will be tunes from the tunnel, with a light at the end, that may or may not be what was expected, sometimes off in the distance, a sound carries across the way over there to here and the spaces between become cloudy with rememory, first time type of thing. We all face the same thing, and this is tripping me out, i gotta go,,,,,, we'll figure this out later, above, cause below didnt work yet. im typin to myself because , we all do. (-1 sentence structure)


before below
Random scenes of a dream interrupted by the feverish twitch of a fall, somewhere inside, hidden from the prying eyes of the lying minds. Keep it together long enough to fly apart at the finish line, moments lost that never were.