Pluto

Neural Network

There are creatures in hidden in the forest,
The trees barren of life, and yet holding life in their own right
Lighting up at the mere pattern shown through the trees,
Making their thoughts known
Some trees wilt, as they are not used often...
...the pathways they hold growing stagnant with each passing moment
an unexplored realm full of the unknown...
...unconscious...
...mysterious...
...a place where life thrives.
In this forest
of infinite possibilities
they call my name,
Reminding me that I am alive
...but to their dismay, not for long...
...as more trees wilt, the their presence ever near
They hunt, they prey
On the light within me...
Most of the times
...they win...
and sometimes...
...I let them.