There is a cat in the next yard crying about something
And I can’t get to it
Now it’s gone silent
I’ve been holding on to its meows for a while now
Let’s hope silence just means they moved
Curse property laws
Always being stopped from doing anything
No way to hop the fence
Even if I wasn’t disabled
Okay I think I just heard them some other place
Hoping
Sometimes the trees that keep this yard private are in the way
Still confused about why I never heard the apple tree dropping apples before
Mysteries
Aliens would be interesting
But then we’d have to prove my theory or not
Fun to imagine
Uncertain it would be as fun in practise
The dreams are so choppy in daylight
It’s a concert now
The convention
Whose?
Old man, old woman
Door that only opens at night
Being
Same structure
My heart says terrifying things
I want to run away from here, but I can’t
I want to run away from him, but I can’t
And you, the spirit of something that tells me to keep going
I want to be able to do things
Being trapped in inability is so devastating
But your love is keeping me kind
The want to help is never gone
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