Don't let the fire go out

This world, the eternally imperfect, eternal and imperfect image of a contradiction.

He whom the flames of jealousy surround at last turns his poisoned sting against himself, like the scorpion.
- Nietzsche


I never could understand those snakes
snakes of spring
were they fucking or just trying to keep warm?
Same with the cats "Earth and "Boots"
curled up together at the back of the wood pile
on a sponge foam bed.
But I guess we're not the only animals
that sometimes need to hold on to someone.