Pablo Neruda wrote this for me

Yes, i'm alive, been away on purpose, been through hell(more on that later), but hopefully i'm back and here to stay, safe and warm in the crumples of cyberspace.

Read a lot through the last few months and this was something that pulled me back, i am convinced Pablo Neruda wrote it for me

"I should like to sleep like a cat,
with all the fur of time,
with a tongue rough as flint,
with the dry sex of fire;
and after speaking to no one,
stretch myself over the world,
over roofs and landscapes,
with a passionate desire
to hunt the rats in my dreams."
— Pablo Neruda