Something new

Do fish dream of larger bodies of water?

"My life is dull and my body aches."

Ink spreads like a wildfire, lines running across the page like sparks in the brush.

"This blood in my mouth makes me hate how we both end up."

And swim and swim like you'll try to escape into something a little more warm, screaming, "!קר לי"

Or run and run like you'll try to duck down and watch the flames pass like something a little more cool like, "!חם לי"

You'll find a bigger ocean or some new trees some day.