Black cat slithering
through the field
sinuous around each
clump and weed,
a void against the
grey-tan grasses
abandoned by winter.
Above, sky showing ribs.
Below, all paths and trace
concealed,
obliterated.
Seeking?
The Quote Box
The irony is that the person not taking risks feels the same amount of fear as the person who regularly takes risks.
— Peter McWilliamsThe Cat Cam
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Nice! I like that ribbed sky as well.