Chapter II

Creature Sad (excerpts)

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When dense fog rolls in

Engulfs mind in a haze,

Dark, gray clouds loom low

On overcast days.

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Instead of getting up,

Going outside to play,

All our sights, sounds and thoughts

Pull us inward this day.

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No care or attention

To what is around,

We're pulled into ourselves

Where all motion slows down.

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No care if the sun shines

Or the merry-goes-round.

No place for bright laughter

Or any other sound.

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Everywhere Creatures

Whom we nudge and bump,

Quick flashes of eyes,

In our throat a lump.

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