Someone was talking about their dreams a few days earlier, and someone stopped working the other day, and the years keep coming and they keep going, and a lifetime passed me by, and a man tried to eat the world, a world serpent or something, and a secret third thing, and all my peers had a nine, and I was like, let me be the page in your reading, I’m looking for the High Priestess, and a forty cent virgin walked by, and a man took a piss on the Maria road, and something about Kiev, and I think a flood was coming.

Something to fill my cup.

An eternity of silence.

And a small place for my lover,

And a third place for my muse,

And I heard a story about an academy the other day, and I thought, wow, how often is that a thing, and something about the hallways we walk,

And wizards were casting spells or something.

And everything had value or something.

And someone at least did his homework.

And the future called.

And the writer died.