the storm outside uploading self to the darkest cloud
Tag: fantasy
in bed dreaming of quiet tones of grey
dreams of the azure the collision of majestic waves
come find us between the dew and fogged whispers
slow wheeling this bag of meat to the misty hills
autumn I grow tired of the lacklustre camaraderie of humans
winter has already won and the cat knows it
the autumn cat stretches the sky from dusk to night
in my will is a desire to be a cat in my next birth
halfway through the human thought cycle
