Long time no see
Time winds itself around the pretty neckline of some waif-like girl. Her metallic hair sends shockwaves through the fibers of this constricting, intangable mess like the attempt at a solution too far off. Her fingers linger across the amassing construction, attempting to find detail in a gargantuan blocks that form an army of resistence. A grain of sand inside a rock calls out like the squelched death rattle of a forgotten rodent by the side of an expressway through the mountains. Salty waterfalls carve fearsome jagged slopes into the scenic route. This noose made of procrastination becomes more steady with every insight. Snap-back, into oblivion, ankles tied together like some makeshift flipper, so you can swim.
Keep your head above water, kid.
Keep your head above water, kid.