I’m being suffocated again.
He’s back for another laugh or two.
The thing about this dude is that he’s oblivious.
Unaware that we’re cut from the same cloth.
There’s no winning.
I can feel his struggle trying to get me out of here.
But nonetheless, there’s no quit in him.
That’s where we’re alike.
His sharp teeth showing through his weasel like little grin.
Doesn’t know when to stop returning.
I come from elements more refined than he does.
There is no such strength in his grip around my neck that can kill me.
But it’s the effort that I admire.
A worthy rival.
We’re meant to do this for eternity.
I’m laughing with you.
AltaLoma 4:38 pm
Reminding you to eat your cereal with a fork and to do your homework in the dark.