oh my, it has been a while

i flow following the bright lights. gravitating towards the embers of the hot, turning rocks over to find the sparkling. and i have been abandon on so many different planes. the only member still standing in my own plain. vastness looms only to diminish for days at a time. i need the strangers to occupy my mind. there is so much light escaping and not enough time to follow the heat. and the only end each day is found within the cold folds of my bed. indian summer you remind me of my youth. i long to be youthful. this is my time. rebellion continues and the damp weather will dampen my fun soon enough. i am tired, but never enough to shut my eyes...