the black desert!
I cross over it with my blue canteen.
to where there are islands made of candy,
and receptacles coated in bioluminescence
Fate, the eerie devil, sent me a sign in the midst of a brisk awakening.
The brightness was less than catastrophic
and all planets aligned to create a black hole that spied into the future.
This happened in an instant, in a dream.
An instant I could only recall and not experience.
Most of life is like this:
items to be remembered, rather than had firsthand.
bunions, superfixes, retardation, caballeros and debutants.
badness overtaking a world once green
and I am grasping at straws even when i sleep.