|i am surrounded by the broken toys of tomorrows playroom. overgrown with lush green flora. i can feel the slight breeze as the orchids whisper their equations.
beautiful giant white orchids with bits of old circuitry woven around their stamens. its like a birthday present for the birthday i didnt have last year.
a tear rolls down my cheek and drops to the green forest floor, where it sizzles and dissipates into a small puff of steam. my mouth is suddenly so dry and i think of ice. glaciers. iceland. the frozen world i left behind in my apartment. and i feel nothing.