.this.is.what.the.night.does.

I like too many things.


I get all confused, hung up, running from one falling star,


To another


To another....


This is the night.


What it can do to you if you do not hold on tight, to something tangible.


I have nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.



.symmetry.is.perfection.


.symmetry.is.perfection.