#poetsofintagram

Do I feel tears? A wet cheek? A blistering forehead? Sweaty palms? ./is this how God would feel? ..../The stray dog would have been wandering around before this. I wonder if he wanders? ........./aimlessly.thoughtlessly.just accepting.finding food, warmth. A master to distract, to be protected by, to love (unconventionally). . My writing. My art. Dedicated to my idol Camus. A wise and kind rebel. . And as always have an eccentric day.