A Mighty Wind

I am traveling towards blue mountains.

The heat burns me while the mighty winds medicate.

I start the path of civility.

Surrounded by America, I begin to feel the founding spirit.

It's beautiful.

Java Lounge 3/27- White

Head rush.
Flashing lights.
Translucent memories.
Empty existence.
Bon Iver.
Hidden glow behind the mask.
Expressionless beauty.
The unqualified color.