Mar 31, 2021
The creature stalks about in the mists at the edge of town.
No one knows where it comes from, or where it disappears to when the morning light bleeds from the east.
It wanders and watches, eyes trailing the red lights of cars and watching as we put ourselves to bed one extinguished window at a time.
Some people say it looks at our sprawling city in the same way we look at the stars.
I say it watches us like a child watches ants.