Lustless binging. Fiercely competitive in search
Of inconsistencies between the two days, failing
Colossally.
And doors open willingly to let fresh minds become.
Sullen and wind-chased like a fearless indie writer.
Optimistic to the point of inflating and becoming airborne, floating uncontrollably,
or otherwise protected by candle-lit
Semi-darkness. All of this while the ostrich's head emerges. Slightly different, slightly
Differential. Massively unaltered. Prodigal, as the lost son to return, inevitably - or to remain.
In a state of constant fluidity.
Lustful binging. Fiercely relaxed in search
Of consistencies between the two days, succeeding
Completely.