An Older Thought, Renewed

Coming up with something profound to write about each Monday can prove to be a bit of a challenge. After a long day at work and a rough day for the people close to me, I find myself lacking the inspiration to find something new to write. Instead, I'll revisit something older. I recently found a piece of poetry that I wrote years ago. After reading it again, I tweaked it slightly and found it to be oddly accurate to my current situation with Kitten.

Each night I lay here

Having one sided conversations

Posing questions without answers.

My daily monotony fills my head

I yearn to hear your voice

Hearing mine makes you pout.

All I have are fleeting moments

A handful of pixels

An armful of air.

I sit at night writing

Hoping my rambling makes you smile. 

I curse the same system I rely on

For not bringing back your words

Your voice

Your smile. 

All I know is that while I lay here

Thinking of questions for the air in my arms,

I hope you lie there, having one sided conversations.

Toodles!