The journey to the disillusioned center, frameless circling in that narrow drain, encircling the dilemma of the strange, push it deep...

From the first drop of the hot shower, to the last sip of the wine, she feels the senses in her body, chilling, running down the spine....

Rush of the blood down the pipe, burns the guts of that sinned insane, smoked the full pot of weed, the smokes reached his nose drain,...

Frozen, fallen from that iceberg, he slipped into the cold blue river, entering the deep abyss of that mystery, was the never-ending road...