I breath out a cloud of blue,
Fog so thick,
I cannot see,
I cannot feel.
I am the abstract dragon of the universe,
I breath in fire and breathe out ice...
I climb the mountain in front of me,
And I arrive home to relieve my heavy extremities.
This sounds so pretty and deep, but really I got super drunk on Absinthe last Saturday and went outside to smoke a cigarette then had to climb up three flights of steps to my friend's apartment.
But I like this so much better. We can pretend there is true meaning.