This evening I considered nothingness and your absence. I dreamt of the end of your time and mine as if that was a perfectly suitable escape for the stress I'm under and overwhelmed with. I peered out from my car's front window, but I could not tap into the abyss of your cavity. And I decided then and there (approaching the intersection of Oleander and Baseline -East) that I could not live without you, and that it would serve a stronger mind to inter myself one limb at a time. Red, green -that won't do... not at all. There's only one other way: to outlive you and brace for the day that you fall from earthly grace. It's an evil deceit -a life and those lives tethered to its core. Who will hold you when the ropes have all burned and broken? The darkest matter was oil and water, and in my half-dream there were houses for everyone to float around in, but I walked the sidewalks searching for your face and the solace you provide when you smile.
