lucid

i imagine fast car rides, spinning sidewalks twirling- capricious wind blowing like tornadoes around us. i see your blonde hair, the very tips ice burgs glittering in the moonlight free-flowing, melting from the climate change, hearts once cold now tropic, what human force could be so overcoming? Your eyes are transcendent, they could not have come from the earth, they are the essence of life's truth, which I have dipped my toes in and now I must cut them off entirely, due to frostbite.