Eating Beef Jerky in the Dark

hope reign supreme.

some might say it is a driving force, compelling us, jerking us through the darkness, frame by frame, thinking line by line of private thoughts over what tastes we respond to, what moods and states we live by, or find ourselves in.

until the present catches up to us, and it's unavoidably evident, that it's the simple elements filling up our fleeting lives, 'til the days we and our hopes are dried up, aged, and refined for consumption by the least, (or emptiest), of hours, even time on the road.

-=T=-

Must have been some drive

-- Arik