Lifelines
Energy | beating, pulsing thru these chains | networks electric, | thermochemic | weaving through this brain.
The Mountain
Lost in a world of dark gray and white | Encompassed by it as if by the night | Rain roaring past and wind rushing by | Only the rocks to part earth and sky,
The Web
Gossamer threads, so wispy and light | Glistening somehow, yet shaded by night.