black wet strip of road.
a ribbon, a band-aid bleeds.
tires hum soft tunes.
the void
in this hot box house
i sweat over gray pixels
that nobody reads.
vegan warriors
in the house of mogh.
a long line of warriors.
some are now vegan.
happy sunny days
laughter like bubbles
pops from children’s smiling mouths.
happy is the sun.
sleepless cat
upon the fat mat
lies a black and white fat cat.
pretending to sleep.
molehill mountains
up the grassy hill
scarred by the soles of our souls.
because it is there.