The heavy darkness that surrounds, I sit quietly in anticipated wait,
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Neurons connect with a spider web of axons, Trapping experiences and places for later,
I’m through with standing in line to slams I’m never getting in, Feel like it’s half way through the night and I’m never gonna win,
Laying in the heavy darkness of a chilled winter’s night, Illuminated by the unwelcome numbers burning bright,
Good afternoon sir how are you today, Said the hooded figure there beside me, I noticed he was very tall in my confusion, I replied instantly I’m as well as I can be.
The reflected vista shown of the place I used to be, A glance into my past and a former version of me,
Who wants to walk on your own two feet, Striding about the city standing six feet tall, When that uneven pavement waits for you, To attack and give you that very nasty fall.
A pin prick of light pierces the still gloom, A small insignificant light emitting diode, Silently doing it’s one and only function, In the darkness the tiny red glass glowed.
In days come, done their business and gone, The bandersnear was the thing to fear, The apex predator dominated the food chain, Nothing was safe from the bandersnear.
A glimmer of light in the enveloping darkness, A flash of newly gathered energy sparking, A wave of heat voyaging across nothingness, A randomly discovered chemical bond starting.