There is no freedom
found here
in this *******,
the attraction
of endless
spirits
lamenting.

But O yes drifters!

We are driven
to survive
our heartbreak
spreading the word,
us,
storytellers
of the modern age.

And outside,
a chill rolls
across
the barren landscape,
covered
by a full moon glow.

I know nothing.

So turn the page
& let
stardust
paint
your fingertips.