The writer expresses an urgent need to write, comparing thoughts to refracted light and emphasizing the struggle with creativity amidst a winter backdrop. Alongside, personal anecdotes unfold, detailing a recent experience with a sick cat, Bobby, and the challenges of reintroducing him to Rudy post-vet visit, juxtaposing art with daily life.
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First Frost
The content reflects the arrival of autumn and the writer’s enjoyment of the season. They describe the pleasant weather, their activities, and a unique sighting of Starlink satellites. The post also includes plans for the weekend and a mood of reflection. The writer expresses excitement for autumn and shares their relaxed weekend plans.
Withered Sunflowers
Withered Sunflowers Smoke and flames frame the horizon;Red blood runs cold, hope forsaking.Distant gunshots are growing closer,And the sinister skies are breaking. Families torn, they flee the border,Clutching withered sunflowers in hand.A demented monster unleashes terror,And destruction spills across the land. The rain beats down upon my windowOn this endless and forlorn day.I crave yourContinue reading “Withered Sunflowers”
