fallen1carus

under a tree in the leaves, i am trying to decide whether everything is dying or only changing.

i go across the highway to the lake. here it looks like there is another sky on the ground. the lake is a mirror for the moon, but always changing so the sky is never stable.

if you wanted to kill someone, this would be a good place to do it.

through the silent park, i cross the road, and go under the highway. i follow the stream to a field. i can smell the water from the stream and the lake. it's not clean, and so there's something off about it.

the field is familiar and i can make out shadows of places where the trees nearby make holes in the woods for exploring. it's very dark here and i have to rely on my feet instead of my eyes to assure me i haven't wandered off the path.

it's finally quiet. everywhere. it's a feeling i can't describe with words.

then i go on, through the woods. across another highway, and another. the leaves cover the path entirely now. as i step off from them and leave them behind, they make little noises until i almost believe someone is following me.

i find the path again and it takes me to another lake. this one is entirely still and covered by fog and lilypads. i hear crickets and other night animals. small things landing on the ground. i'm alone. somehow that's very comforting.

i listen to the silence of myself and decide that i'm not ready to die today.