Moving Days
he'd gone to bed at 1 am and eventually fallen asleep at 10 am. he'd gotten out of bed at 4 pm. it was now a little after 6 pm. he felt like going back to bed. he'd now not seen daylight for over a week. if not for the constant flow of manmade chemicals seeping into his bone and sinew he would have nothing to feel a companionship with. his moving days were gradually coming to their close. it is an organised fact and it has befallen all of humanity. we are too asleep to have noticed. we are too distracted to take notice.








