Sunday, January 7, 2018

i get anxious of scrutiny, even when no one's looking at me. i get anxious of arrivals and departures. like mister i unlike goodbye. like snow bear jasper i hide. 

i have no role? then that's my role. i get anxious i have no role? then that's my anxious role. whatever, i will try to do things for the animals in my life, including the talking ones, the ones who may look without scrutiny, with love. i'll try to cultivate my quiet. i'll try to imbue the quiet of animals. i'll try not to talk bad talk. i'll try to continue the struggle, to play no role that harms, in the grand perverse human scheme.

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