Nerds from many countries bring us the future, one step at a time.
[daily log: walking, 7km]
Day: March 28, 2018
Caveat: Poem #605
Thirst.
Some nights…
I wake up
from restless dreams,
my mouth dry, broken.
So I get some water,
and pace my apartment's floor,
digesting the dissolving webs
of grimly inchoate chimeras.