Soul clenching, sinking, vaporizing, obscuring, rigidifying, darkening, suffocating and killing. Unless… Unless.

tubing to somewhere you won’t find me

Seemingly together yet distanced like strangers.

The very thing that leads me down, leads them up.

We might’ve, and I mean you and I, have peeked through the opening between the same set of branches, but trust me when I say, we didn’t see it the same.

Finding beauty in the dance of two unsynchronized gates, bodies and souls. Loving life as one big imprecise chaos, and you will find a way to sync.