by on March 8, 2017 :: 0 comments

I shall find a rock
big, hard, cave-like,

Small fire,
a cat or two,
weave moss for coverings.

Crawl space,
one stand up in the middle,
a hole to the world.

There I shall make a life,
dream a fairy world
and venture out feet first.

editors note:

A happy habitat; good for a stand or a dirt nap. – mh clay

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