Interlude

dentdelion

It's almost midnight in this town. Summer is warm. A woman wanders alone. Is she looking for something, expecting anyone? She seems calm and steady.

Sky was above, night was ahead. Nothing bad could have ever happened. Her energy was vibrant and rough, her spirit WILd and free. Drinking out of the slough like a dik-dik baby. No fear of the hidden lioness ready to swallow her bones. No bother to look for HAPPIness, rather let it groan. Greedy for neon, steady on steady on! Easy, peasy. Walking, funky. Like a CANdy moth stuck on a bulb, jeee. Thus she climbed her bubble life as a soap tree. She knew how to carry on, never felt alone, drowned, in Feli City. Drawn by a fantasy, hearing a Jiminy coming from her chimney. Walking, steady.