This one picture of this one cat is perhaps the best Caturday post you will ever see:
Why? Just WHY?
I want to know what makes you tick,
I want to know how you create the twisted thoughts
that you have.
Is it your heart? You brain? Your tongue?
Are those organs of yours disobedient little animals running around in
your body
like the common cold or the flu, are they the reason
that you think and say the things that you do?
I’d like to know for sure but I’m pretty sure if I explored this
question with the attention to detail it deserves
I’d probably get life, the chair, the noose or would it be the needle?
Still. I’d like to know what makes you tick and what runs around
in your head, non-stop in the middle of the night.
Do those things have claws, teeth, marrow in their bones?
Do they ever stop racing, sleeping and dreaming
in that empty dark shell that is your skull
will they ever stop feasting on your cold unbeating heart?

Photographer Unknown
RDP Friday: NEFARIOUS
One Thought

Snow and mist
John Atkinson Grimshaw,
“Sadness is the ambrosia of all art.”
―

Avenue of Poplars
Van Gogh
My Happy Place

“Haunted Corn Maze “
Photographer Unknown
Winter isn’t over
Spring isn’t here
Summer is still asleep
and …
We are one step closer to Halloween!
RDP Monday: CHUCKLE