Dnepar River.

Dnepar River

The river goes splish-splash like a tidal

wave to freedom.

Darkness wanders on all its fours,

and the moonlight hits the water like

a silver sieve.

A wolf howls in the stillness,

breaking all train of thought.

No matter where you go, or who you are,

destiny is what makes us who we

are.

Once I had a guinea pig that got

lost in the mist and I could never replace it.

Once I found a lost diamond that was hidden

by the dark.

Inside of myself, inside of everything,

the humanity lies within me.

I am a monster, tall and plain;

I am the darkness, that comes on all fours.

So you say. So you feel like the night,

like a horse walking, trotting, then walking

again,

and there is the river, so tall and proud,

standing against obsidian light.