At The Brink


My room and this distance,

awake upon the darkening land,

are one. I travel with it to

possibilities unknown. With

it I become a fearless plane

soaring the deepest pits of

the meadows.

Neighbored by walls which are

limitless in capacity, full of

things that fly too. And

since they fly, they are pups

in this reality. My crafts.

Where below is so