As The ground shifts My fingers throb ancient knowledge Flows through These Palms The banter of Geographical boundaries Clashing against Foamy tides This White noise Collects dust amongst a light - polluted Chemical factory heart Pumping arduously so as to hang on By a spiderweb thread Carefully Rushing in & out Of Distributed consciousness The Asphalt buckling heartbeat Slows to match the Acidic raindrops Devouring My coniferous mind -
it's silent
**lifeless ambience
Wrote randomly waiting for my paperwork to be processed at work.