I am lost. Searching. Stumbling forward. Falling backward. My voice calling out against the cavernous walls. Only my echo responding. Deeper, surrounded by a damp and sticky darkness acidic to my soul. But then, a seed of light sparkling like a diamond gives hope. I will find a way out.

half a million days away

the trees will still grow

the

leaves

will

still

fall

time may not

stop.

it is hard to say

what I can predict is this...

many things will change

many things will stay the same

and

the advantages of being human

depend on your perspective.

Horns drip with evil blood

Hooves punish the ground

Beaty black eyes scour

Muscles ripple

Nostrils flare

His tail whips around

Eradicating any enemies

This sullen beast is my armor

He guards against greed and lust

Do not come between us

Or you may wake to find yourself

Resting below