The Earth teems with Life. Sidewalks are the plains and I
the tornado. I don’t mean to, I would never intend to
but everywhere I place my foot I snuff out
something. After the earth worms take
their revenge for untold millions will I
finally be able to fly even better than I do
in dreams?
© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019
In dreams, I am also an excellent flier – can lucidly pull it out of the bag at will, Enjoying your writing very much. It’s easy to ingest but then kicks in. ——Chagall
The same could be said about your writing. Thanks for checking in.