We walk through the cloudsTalking about what is pastBut moving forward
Author Archives: thecat
The red queen problem Isn’t that you run in place It’s someone else runs.
From this spot it feelsLike the sea is infinite.Like the sea is life.
Living there is not life here. We must choose a place. Give up to get us.
Here you only hear wind from this proud city of cries, screams, shouts, and wails.
Butter slides slowlyAcross my morning flapjackGolden as the sun
Climb above the clouds The moon can no longer hide We hide together.
The waves here are slow Constant like my tireless heart After a dark night