This is the small tree that we've had on the kitchen table for the past several years. I noticed it reappeared in close proximity to the larger tree after the cat wouldn't stop fucking with it, I presume as a deterrent. I remarked "What's up with the small tree?", to which she replied "That's Kittys' tree." Kitty don't give a fuck about the small tree, or Christmas for that matter, though she'll likely put gifts under it for the cats.
Dogs do come in a variety of shapes, sizes, and personalities. I like most of them, but that fucking malamute next door is a fucking monster, and we don't seem to like each other. Lately I carry a heavy wooden stick when I walk by that place on the way to the store. I drop it once I'm by and grab it on the way back because I'd feel just a tad bit silly carrying a stick all the way to the store and back.
She toppled the tree one last time a couple days ago, and this time it was quite a mess and in two pieces. Now a certain someone has given up on the big tree altogether and has resorted back to the small tree on the kitchen table as before - it is kinda cute decorated with those little white blinking lights.
The beauty of creation
adorned
In silence and solitude
ugliness mourned
Pleasing aesthetics
abound
even in the sound
Much that thee
did afford
Endless beauty
to be
approaching infinity
All that is, to be
by thee,
adored
Beautiful. And not only the photo.
That's very good poetry.
Adorned : Queen Scale of Saturn and Crimson King
Therion (The Beast Remains)
Evolved
beyond love
any chemical context
Though remaining little doubt
relative raw feminine beauty
Well presented provocative splendor
infinite diversity
Edit : I'm always messin' around with structure - OCD