nothing coming but

////static////

so be still ~

dream ~ in ~ the ~ dark

\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\{listen to the wind}

**bing bong**

departures/// they think there can be personality or style but outside we all see the wasteland/ snack shop stops/ cheap hotels/ trucks/taxis/trash/ —hello and goodbye /// you are not~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ water~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~or~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~birdsong: you are the mechanics of carbon fed dreams and sadness////come fly with me, let’s fly, let’s fly away~~~~~~~~~~~~~~