Artifact Phase II

Good morninG three-day miGraine

There’s never quite enough nighttime out to please me. I’ve been burrowing lately, trying to make everything a little darker. I saw a squirrel holding a biscuit today. The whole thing, an entire biscuit, in its little squirrel hands. Funny how we both sleep in the dark, how we’re both soft-hearted enough to give up on morning, but I’ve got enough teeth in my head to keep my beady eyes forward. The persistent ache behind my left eye only leaves one to watch behind. What’s it like to have everything out to get you? I know how to scrounge, how to scurry and rustle up, to sit outside and eat a biscuit just before something comes creeping out of the bushes. Maybe if we both move fast enough we’ll hit a darker tomorrow eyes-first, picking up crumbs as we go.