MITOTE

Fear

Fear

Our paths differ to the extent

That our thoughts do.

 

 

Our paths differ to the extent

That our thoughts do.

And we run into the tunnels of eternal neon, where there’s no sun, nor water, nor air, and we stick to those running trails, which were carved directly into the maps of our brains by watermarks, or at least bar codes.

But all the same, we can still tread across the green ground in search of a new spring without hurry.

What we will choose depends on the amount of power which our imaginary fears have over us.