Living
Day to day
In a gruesome
Painting
That smudges
At every
Turn
Of every page
On this calendar
And I breathe
Different air
And I see
Chaos
In a new structure
Not built
By these living things
But shadows
Snatching
And
Scratching
At our feet
Mr Mars is still with us, I think, if it didn’t feel so emotional, I would say that he’s doing particularly well. All things considered, he’s up and about, eating very well, etc… visibly, he has changed so much, and light as a feather. Just a daily reminder that he has gotten off the expressway and is heading towards the rainbow bridge….
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