There’s a reason….

….for being cranky.

Stop murdering my people.

Getting ready …

….for the big nothing.

Tell me why…..

….I will die.

This time.

I only have eyes

….to see.

Stick and bones…

….are my home.

Hello…

….my little friend.

The wind will blow…

…the clouds away.

Time to uproot….

….move to another pile of manure.

Leaving the closeness….

…..behind me.