It started once. It became something impressive  A connection like strings  Acting simply suggestive.   Wind and sail Of their speed, others quicken to boast. Together...

The stragglers glisten unlike the dark daunting fright that hovers and waits for an arched ceiling  to collapse under sight. Whoever comes to, has only the splints to listen to in...

  And like a bird caged in,  it’s tears start to shed.  Blinded in the end, freedom  stripped from its head.    Struggling to form sound,  as its insides break...