Just try…..

……and drown me. I don’t swim. I walk.

Where….

….to cry to now.

Sing me a song……

….in my nest of hair.

It’s time…..

………to set your boundaries.

Wasn’t it meant to be the time for the downtrodden. All that I see is that all those in power already doubling down, and getting worse.

What to do?

Who are you calling a thief?

Magpies have been given a bad rap. They are our friends. We are the enemy.

There’s lots to see……

…..at sea.

I don’t know what it is…..

….but people are almost compelled to do the opposite of what you ask.

So when I say I want to be left alone, I don’t need anyone coming up and asking if I want to be left alone.

Citty cat……

……….has no friends. Because Citty Cat wants no friends.

It’s getting wetter……

…..and wetter. Like my mood.

More cat thoughts

…more sounds of thoughts.

I’ll keep working on them, and one day I will let you know where they are in the wild