Partner in Crime
Partner in rhyme,
A pen I bought for a dime
Will be my partner in time.
My dancing partner,
My writing partner
I dance with my hand
To a beat only I can master
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.
“…….As I was passing through this human town I came across a rather interesting scenario. There were loud sounds coming from a sound magnifier, which though they did not interest me, seemed pleasant to listen to by the humans crowded there. Music, they called it. One of the most engrossing things I have ever encountered in my travels. That a simple systematic combination of different sounds can result in something so… unpredictable, and its ability to alter, in my experience, your entire thought process. A thing of extremes, and a diversity unmatched. I can’t describe it enough, really. You just have to experience it.
So in the middle, right in the middle of the crowd, was a lone female moving in such a coordinated fashion which i later understood to be their form of dancing. Quite vigorous for my tastes but a feast for the eyes if you found a sufficiently skilled dancer. Those in the crowd watched intently, following her every move with their eyes and occasionally throwing pieces of metal and coloured paper which apparently were of value…….”
~ Observations of an Imaginary Friend
Its like the world is ready for me but I am not ready for the world… that’s what it feels like.
in her privacy she finds peace
in her solitude she find solace