Asghar Abbas's Blog - Posts Tagged "reimagine"
Mastodon
Yes, you said that in the right order. There has to be a forest with moon hanging low, wolves running loose. Maybe you'll be there too in your red cloak.
But.
You are attracted to wolves....are you sure you want an attention of a wolf? Once they catch a scent in their paws, they keep it you know. Are you sure you'd want that.
There is much about moon and wolves you don't know about. There is enough of both of them in you.
To Warrant this.
However, lemme say something that's maybe related to this or maybe not. Maybe it will explain the wolf in me. Maybe I am trying to give you my wolf? Maybe you don't want it.
Today of all days, I did think of a thought that was singular almost physical that almost impelled me to move.
I wanted to say this to you today. I want you, I need you to kiss me right now. I am not sure if you can get this, in relation to those crazy wordlings, but I demand that Kiss.
Ever since I have been exposed to your pinkness I wanted to kiss you.
In fiction and in reality. Is this fiction or reality ?
Am I being a writer or something else right now?
I don't know. Don't mind me or mind me, I don't care, I need to work.
Maybe I am just hoping your kiss would pin me to this reality whilst I make up others on paper, or long enough for me to finish off the ones I started in my papery worlds.
But.
You are attracted to wolves....are you sure you want an attention of a wolf? Once they catch a scent in their paws, they keep it you know. Are you sure you'd want that.
There is much about moon and wolves you don't know about. There is enough of both of them in you.
To Warrant this.
However, lemme say something that's maybe related to this or maybe not. Maybe it will explain the wolf in me. Maybe I am trying to give you my wolf? Maybe you don't want it.
Today of all days, I did think of a thought that was singular almost physical that almost impelled me to move.
I wanted to say this to you today. I want you, I need you to kiss me right now. I am not sure if you can get this, in relation to those crazy wordlings, but I demand that Kiss.
Ever since I have been exposed to your pinkness I wanted to kiss you.
In fiction and in reality. Is this fiction or reality ?
Am I being a writer or something else right now?
I don't know. Don't mind me or mind me, I don't care, I need to work.
Maybe I am just hoping your kiss would pin me to this reality whilst I make up others on paper, or long enough for me to finish off the ones I started in my papery worlds.
