Sutura de veias poéticas

Assim que percebemos, somos.

eu odeio dirigir atrás de caminhão. aquele cheiro de fumaça me lembra da infância e lembrar da infância me traz boas memórias, boas memórias me deixam triste.

existe um tipo de confiança que só existe uma vez.

gangue de fantasmas. a gente tá cansado de se podar.

praetereo

- Cat Ipsum -

Rub my belly hiss swipe at owner's legs sniff catnip and act crazy growl at dogs in my sleep sit on the laptop for hiss at vacuum cleaner i like to spend my days sleeping and eating fishes that my human fished for me.

Head nudges eat my own ears. Hey! you there, with the hands why can't i catch that stupid red dot, shed everywhere shed everywhere stretching attack your ankles chase the red dot, hairball run catnip eat the grass sniff, or roll over and sun my belly curl up and sleep on the freshly laundered towels.