Silver True Spaghetti

Silver words. All I ever wanted. To weave words into spells of beauty and truth. Rainy day, and kittens watching me make spaghetti. All I ever wanted. This one day, this single perfect day. Making art. Making as much as I can. Making kitten paws warm.

In dreams, I am almost victorious. I’m growing stronger than the old wizard. And dreams float closer to the surface. Or memories. I forget which is which. The sun comes out. We need our infusion of infrared.

Never satisfied. Always spinning. And why can’t I say all I ever wanted? If I can’t say it, then I can’t have it. I will have to eat what I order. Even if it isn’t what I want. Even if it isn’t silver, true, spaghetti day. Mine is what I make. And I am almost victorious, in the sun, kitten paws warmed.

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