The triumphant one stands,
tall with a crown.
Knowing they accomplished their dreams.
Screaming
Screw you! to the ones
who didn’t believe.
Victory rings out
the brass ring is yours
forever.
No more 3rd place,
only first.
forever.
the clouds moving across the pale blue sky,
dripping rain down on my patio.
My cats sleeping next to each other,
butt to butt,
when about two years ago they couldn't stand each other.
They breathe in
Expressions formed on my flesh leaving being bruised marks, carried out of my sight. Sly smiles creep up my legs causing a handicap, crumbling me to the ground.