As the last tinges of pink leave our oft remembered horizon. Our minds connect through the darkest depths of our eyes. These eyes stay locked here in an attempt to ignore our natural horizon. One, when crossed brings our bodies together in a connection we and others disrespect. So we darken the line on our horizon here again with a hard gaze into our eyes. Right there in the middle of our eyes, oh lord, is the tether that holds us together but keeps our lower horizons apart. The sky finally goes black, and those dark anchors of ours disappear in the impeding darkness. What now? What do you do? What do you do now that your horizon has dissolved with the one belonging to the night sky?