avalanche

the avalanche has started its descent down the hill and is gathering speed with an impossible accelleration only meth addicts dream about. cunning navigational skills and a thirst for speed. i find the rusted spoon at the dumpster's bottom within a hairline fracture of a second. why isnt anyone impressed? the momentum of the avalanche starts the collapse of everything into itself as more transcending bodies file into the collectors lane. it will never end