life has edges. and they are constantly crumbling and rebuilding, while chaos ensues, unfazed within it’s limits. the way the water is always there. even at night. still and sort of out of place, but always surrounding the city. breathless. quiet and surreal and filled with stars. a peak at what lays beyond life’s edge. meanwhile fireworks go off and the music shakes the bodies in the buildings downtown, dancing forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever
