Inspired by the WP Prompt: Which activities make you lose track of time?
Watching storms rolling in from the Sea and down from Mountain tops
covered with black leafless trees and fog.
Sitting in front of a cold fire place next to three
dogs with warm red and orange eyes and six cats with soft paws and sharp white teeth.
Listening to songs being sung slightly off key by a pale singer accompanying itself
with a perfectly
and turning over in my mind those cemetery gates that swing open,
all on their own
every time I drift by.