I destroy the evil oranges in the twilight dawn of the Australian plain.
I construct red knapsacks for carrying on my knee like a knight in the night.
I streak through the sky like a falling strip of metal expanding in the atmosphere.
I jump into the tight grip of the unwanted sadness falling from the heavens.
I tear apart my arms as I pull my self up by the chin to step onto the curb of the rainbow road.
I exhale into the stream of moving cables.