Wildy the Journeyman (into_the_wild) wrote,
Wildy the Journeyman

:: The Big T ::

:: The Big T ::

On a stool, I sit.
I look around me.
I see green grass everywhere.
Extending to the horizon. The green grass.
They seem to dance in unison
With blades that sway to the passing wind.
I bask unexpectantly in the sun.
I think I saw someone winking at me.
Someone hidden within the hues of green.
How could this be?
I see another wink.
Yet another.
Yet another.
Shall I investigate?
Shall I get off my chair?
Shall I?
But I sit still.
But I sit still.
I sit and wait.


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