maelynslavik

i think cats read poetry. you can tell

in the way their tails swish and how they fold their legs

all the time, probably wondering how silvery the pinecones

will look tomorrow,

Dragons

Soaring sky-high

Swift and sharp as arrows

Unparalleled strength in

Fire-breath

sometimes,

i close my eyes

and dream of a world

different from ours,

a world

where things feel less broken,

a world

Misting

slowly, a dusting of pearly droplets

coats the world.

each one lands separately,

but over time, they all combine.

joining forces

melting together

to overtake the earth.

I really hate it,

being the one who messed up

the one who ruined the relationship

the bad guy

the person someone vents about because I was someone they used to love

we all have weapons