It is large and black and it blocks the stars from view. The sky above appears as a perfect black velvet, devoid of light and considerably less infinite. It is like a cloud layer and it blends with the surrounding darkness seamlessly. It moves with a low key rumble. We ask what it is, but it would never tell a soul. It will only move high above us. It doesn't reflect light. It stops it.
Mountains last week. Mountains that rised above the collective sludge of suburban dwelling. There was a very visible layer of smog that made the distinction clear. Above the smog layer was a temporary romp through visual clarity. A different world up there in several ways. We rode the snow. And it was good.
If I were to get into alot of trouble, I would hide deep in the mountains. Don't tell.
A new year soon, and then school after that. My stomach twists into knots, and keeps twisting... past the knots. Don't become a spiral fracture of the tissue, stomach. It is possible, but they would not call it a spiral fracture. Fracture is for brittle substances like bone.
But then on a lighter note, 2006 is going to be a great year. Especially for music and videogames. I lick my lips in anticipation and then stop because they are chapped.
It is raining now. I wonder if it snows higher up? Right after the trip too. Nice. Yeah...nice.
-The Piece
