a night alone

some days i simply have my head and my ego crammed so far up my own ass i fail to see the beauty in all of it...and today was one of those days...the world may be collapsing on me but damn what a day...i can hear the horses whining next door, and smell the country...one of the last days for all of that...my childhood memories are imploding in the moonlight...falling down malnourished at the door...and it feels as if in thirty years, i will be the shadow, the vagrant, and the fool that consequence intended...