I used to write things poems, stories, clever things but for some reason i have lost that recently.

lost it good boy.

i guess the cat has got my tongue.

ill come up with a way to figure it out.

tonight it seems, i just cant find my thoughts. someone tied them up.

please cut the string.

its just another imitation for the ages.

do the lights allow us to see?

i think i found some. here, in the dark.