Stumbling.
Bumping.
Mumbling.
Moaning.
Growling.
Zombies should just drink more coffee.
Back to School Fun
Fresh new backpack.
New binders and paper.
Crayons and pencils.
Best of all
waving them goodbye
as they enter the school doors.
Lady with Sharp Crystals.
A brilliant green swirling into yellow.
Flashes of pinks and purples
Flare across the Northern Skies.
The background of dark blues and black
magnify the procession of colours.
Aurora Borealis at its finest.
The snow bank where I sit lights up the colours even more.
Winter brings many things
but this one is a pure joy.
Improperly working Organ
I am disabled.
Handicapped.
Or semi-able.
The organ in question is very important.
Without it the body could not function.
Yet even in this state I am still alive.
The chemicals in my brain fire haphazardly
and so my mental health deteriorates.
Yet even so
no one believes me
when I say I need help
to combat the crushing depression.
The usual response
“just exercise more”
or “just go do it!”
When the brain backfires
doing “it”
is no longer an option.
Fuzzy Glove
Covered in fur.
Pet hair to be exact.
Grooming the cats.
Purring excitement.
Delightful tail spikes.
Happy cats that are so soft.
Tight T’s
Time.
Truth.
Tension.
Tights.
Men in tight tights.
Tutu’s.
Terrible puns.
Trellises.
Tantalizing tastes.
Toothpaste tubes.
Thoughts that go nowhere real.
Cabin fun
No internet.
Other people around.
Good food.
Campfire burning.
Working on the site.
Painting the rafters.
Neck hurts.
Hide in my one person cabin.
Overwhelmed by socializing.
New normal still sucks.
But the weekend was fun.
Coyotes About
The video was disturbing.
It made me cry.
The fur babies are in danger.
No more going outside.
To keep them safe
They will stay by my side.
Or on my lap.
Or on my chest.
Breathing fur means they are alive.
Sneak Attack
Waiting patiently
Until the victim comes close enough.
Keeping still
so as to not reveal oneself.
Sudden and quickly
the attack is launched.
Giggles and
laughter
as the pillow fight ensues.
Rainy Day Blues
Wrapped in warm blankets.
Hot chocolate in hand.
Coffee waiting near by.
Tea at the ready.
Fuzzy socks encase the feet.
Yet still the drizzling cold seeps into the bones.
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