“across the way, there-
four squirrels on the lawn
I have never seen so many gathered
and get so well along
they must be plotting
scheming
I can feel it in my bones
four squirrels over yon
what are they waiting for
I know what they seek
they are trying to lull my senses
lower my defenses
into, sleep
“not this day! not on my watch!”
four squirrels taunt
and shake their tails
I know they look to this now
a bounty untouched
but fierce resistance I shall muster
as long as fallen ramparts allow
so I watch
and pace the trunk about and pace
I await
four squirrels looking to plunder”

(the thoughts of a worried chipmunk)

notes… sometimes just a visual triggers my art, this is that, I found it silly, but also there is metaphors there, everything is scale, we think we are on top of all the world, but we are left to the same devices, but at least, we can smile, and realize our status.

music.. ok, out of the box for me…

>>> Billy Joel (some long island guy) – Pressure

as usual, all thoughts, likes, questions, odd stares, stink eye moments and genuine love… is all appreciated, if you made it this far, you have my thanks, and I would buy you a drink if you were two stools down, a virgin mary? sure, whatever you desire…