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There's something else circling overhead now.
A different kind of creature, bigger, out in the distance.
I'm following, watching, and I find myself again,
Underneath churning winds that draw me in.
Inside. A microcosm forms
as emotions imitate the clouds
twisting themselves into a rope, knotted at my heart
and anchored in the manic horizon.
Let's free ourselves
from this stagnant mess for awhile.
I've grown so tired of the same damn crisis.
Let's leave a trail
of debris in our wake.
We'll watch the birth of catastrophes nightly,
I need to be a part of this wild machine.
I don't care where it takes me,
or if I make it out alive.
I'm going to chase it til it breaks me.
Not giving up until I get inside.
I can feel the electricity
being pulled from the sky,
Into the eye of this storm,
and spit back out with violent force
Terrifying with its indiscriminate reach.
Echoing in my bones.
Thrilling me to my very core.
It cracks open time,
and all the pressure in a moment is released.
The sound of it pounds the earth,
then throbs through the ground.
I live this life always running to keep up,
With the wind following, driving forward,
or in front of me, pushing me back.
Sometimes I'm moving so fast. As if weightless.
Other times it feels as if my body's being dragged.
I'm racing my hopes along the veins of the country
It's so hard not to fall behind,
I bury a drop of my blood beneath the soil of each city.
So that I can return and be myself even if there's nothing else left.
