Ocean Horse Repeats Or The Art of Skipping Songs

Meander and trudge through the brown sludge of the day, the cup. Don't worry that it takes a certain kind of light to notice the absence of things, and maybe a certain kind of darkness to create shadows where no shadows should be. There is a science and a philosophy to the idea of nothingness, and emptiness, but that doesn't mean it can be defined. Reaching across the bed for something that's not there... that's something, I suppose, but still nothing.