Infinite.
The days by the creek lasted forever…
High on a Cloud.
I press my cheek to the window, feeling the warmth…
A Summer of Healing.
As dawn broke, the city stretched and yawned, shaking off last night’s slumber…
When the Script Ends.
My mind is a loop-de-loop…
It’s Bad Again.
A stranger in the mirror looks me dead in the eye…
Mirage.
Somewhere in the desert lies what I crave…