I’m rooting for you

the things you think you want
what your body tells you that it wants
what your mind tells you you should want
they’re all mimetic

copy copycat
what do you truly want?
may you find answers in your observations

may you be released by your mistakes
and grow whiskers so long and straight
that you can touch the heavens

may you file your claws sharp enough
that you can finally grab those clouds
and eat them like cotton candy

July 2025

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It’s all about the flowers, mother used to say