Since I'm hung-over I think this is the best time for a poem cause I mean that's when everyone comes up with the "best stuff" right? Ch-Ch-Check It!

Dryad Morphism by Sean Strelecki

"bundle of sticks on dry land,
waterworld of salt and sand,

distant isle: endless ocean,
desert mountain: liquid motion

crystal reflects endless light,
blackened skies of endless nights

raging fires scorching earth
destruction raises new birth"

How's your mind? Blown?! I think I might have just changed the world. Either that or I think I am dehydrating and need water. 'Til next time homo sapiens...

-Sean