Hello Beautiful Thinkers,

As I mentioned on one of my Tumblr posts earlier this week I’ve been dog sitting for some friends. I find myself talking to the dog much more than I talk to my cats. Not in a useful way like giving her the commands that I know she understands but more uselessly in a casual manner. She has no idea what I’m saying the words are basically all lost in a void of space between us. Write a poem about words being spoken but lost. What is the cause of your words being lost?

Keep Dreaming Beautiful Thinkers,

The Boy In The Heart Shades