Wildcat

Bozeman MT

Description

Sometimes it looks like you grew feathers in your spine in this city of BozAngeles. You eat like a bird anyway. I could see you pecking at seeds, picking apart pinecones, and strands of grass. And making beautiful bouquets of wildflowers. Walking for hours, days, nights, in fields, and mountains. Your eyeballs look peacock. Your hair grows the color of wheat and nighttime. Under moonlight and aurora borealis..,. Infact I wouldn’t mind if I encountered you like a grizzly bear attack. I’d rather have my entrails eaten by you like a wild cat.