I feel like a renegade walking a tight rope
caught between where I belong and what I am to be
this is it, what I’ve clawed so hard for
Do you hear me Hummann? Do you see me, administrator?
Look how high I am right now, soaring through the whisps of nimbus ghosts
I’ve lived and died so many lives now, and I’m caught up in fear with how many I might have taken
That’s not the terror to ponder here, there’s blue halos around auburn angels and I can’t help but stare
I’m so fixed on them that I begin to fall
Faster than I ever have before
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your heat shields are offline, you can’t come down so fast
You’ll just burn up
and slip away
Artwork, Design, & Photography of Paydn Augustine