This is categorized under Writing/Publishing, because this is how I feel about writing. My daughter (awesome, talented writer, check her stuff here and here) writes because she loves it. I write because if I don’t… well…
Now Go Away
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Now head back up the hill.
Take your tail and your paws
And your lupine eyes
All made of silence and night,
Take them up behind that tree,
The big one with the roots
All sticking out.
Don’t think I didn’t see you.
Maybe you think I can’t,
But I can.
Out of the corner of my eye
As I walk
And you there,
Always keeping pace.
Waiting with patient breath
For me to try to pretend
That you’re not real.
Today I reached
Into the ether,
Again,
Stirred the entropy and
Drew close a handful,
Poured a speck of my tiny life
Right into the core of it
And transmuted it
From chaos
Into order.
So see?
There’s your sacrifice.
Now go away.
Leave me alone.
Anyway,
We both know
You’ll be back tomorrow.
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