Audience of One

The shadows of day dimthe light, causing the attentionto be taken elsewhere, tired ofwaiting for the promised showto go on, then failing tosee the final surprise.Too busy talking and runningto pay attention to detail.Audience of one,the statues were brokenbefore the head appearedtaking away the funwhile no one else cared.

Surface Thoughts

I watch my cat watch the tv, every time a dog comes on the screen, his pupils get big, I wonder what goes through his mind, what must he be thinking, is the time he fell out the window from the second floor playing in his head, what is a cat’s memory, does he rememberContinue reading “Surface Thoughts”