i wanted to kiss the scorpion. i wanted to tell it I missed it soooo much. But all I can see now is its sting. but then again it was still so beautiful red and shiny. And I saw its heart too. It probably knows what I'm talking about. it's raining. that's me. i sneezed. the children are running around naked,singing. I went up the clouds a while ago...No one was there. I searched but still couldn't find anyone. Everyone seemed so far. the carpet said "no trips today". the bell rang. It was old treebark calling for me. The fox heard her too and saw me.It told me something I cannot believe anymore...that cakes are delicious. Not anymore. I have no hunger for cakes. I feel sedated..in a bad way. I've no thirst for wine. I need the sky to strike me with lightning. I need to see my butterfly again...my little beauty in this big ugliness. No deals with the wind these days,no diamonds in my soil, no dinosaurs in my bedroom...just monsters...wraiths....griffins that cannot fly. I wanna run with the horses. I wanna swim with dolphins...again. Where are the whales I used to play with? I've been around sharks, they're wise but they don't play anymore, they just speculate. they sing and dance but they don't play.they eat, they feed but they never go food-fighting. the water is cold and dark and murky...shrimps mock my small thinking. I do feel so small. I felt small 3 hours ago. the ocean is big. the universe is vast and i am slowly turning into my future. there are only grey skies in my dreams. I seek an audience with the little prince, the boy that threw me to the stars. No lights in the skies tonight, just an eerie reflection of my reverie.
freedom.
