another day on the lo fi cloud,
a fluctuating static in my fingertips
a jolt, once in a while...
against my chest, it aches 
floating, and floating,
unknown, unseen,
not understanding, as the gray
casts over my shoulders
haunting, and haunting
another day in the low cast shadow
horizon tainted rusty blood
red, a sign, a warning
a beast rumbles in the distance
i float, i float,
towards its open jaw
the jagged teeth, rests upon
my collarbones
i fight not, i cannot fight
another day on the lo fi cloud
another day cast by the light