i watch grey clouds gather over my islands
first snow falls brings down white silence

the rising triad, moon crescent, color iridescent, very present and clear danger - neon
district, the stranger. eyes shine 'neath the winter shadow penumbra, winds from the tundra. ice
cracks fulfill the task, strip the mask, face the past head-on collision with illusion.
reality's backbone broken spine shattered open - mind corruption never rewind offered as an
option.
the life chosen - the life lost
100% stakes all it takes
separate trues and fakes