Ocean November 27, 2014 12:05:58 PM – 12:08:32 PM

The coal. In the horizon a white cloud whispered away the smallest details. From the coolest gadgets we find a way to kill boredom. On a screen. Black. I walked in the wildest drone while the sky’s funk tugged at my clothes until night took over. I lay in the darkness and turned my thoughts on so they could see through the quiet. In the day we write old books, and every time we breathe out, others breathe in.