While I am still here…

Another epinephrine surge, un-directed, un-articulated. Innate. Cruising through the pipelines, un-metabolized and un-dissipated. Scribbling through the virtual; lest we derail another train of thought harboring a harbinger of inevitable-nothingness-esque payload.

Like a destined anvil, you cushion the hammer-fall.

Scourge of existence.



Published by

Thoughts Sweeper

Just another existentially aware creature drifting towards entropy.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s