When I am old I plan to live in a trailer full of cats.
I'll talk cat talk and walk cat walk
and dream of birds and rats.
I'll eat cat tuna and meow at the moona
Oh dear readers.
Please accept my apologies for my crude and uncivilized tongue...
(I am allowed to use the word tongue aren't I, not quite sure) .
I care not to offend or upset the delicate balance of your universe by my expression of thought and feeling, as rudimentary or primal as they be..
What spell could be cast to take us back in time?
Where is the genius who has conquered time travel when we need him,
or her, most?
To what deity must I pledge my service to who can bring
And Luna asked Sol, why do you hide me away?
Is it because I change from day to day?
I am a sliver of gold in the darkness of night,
or a pale shadowed orb lighting the lovers' path at night.
Why can't I live in the moment?
I keep searching for emotion that is profound in trivialities.
I read ahead or fall behind, either way missing the meaning.
My shore lays exposed, easily ravaged by the yawning sea,