The Curious Cat

if I had written The Old Man and sea would you fish with me? If I had climbed Kilimanjaro would you explore with me? If I knew of a bar in Havana, or in the streets of Paris, would you take a drink with me? If I wrote you a tale of extraordinary bravery and love, would you read it for me. I am a writer of times past and present, with an eye on the future with dreams of experience and fantastical moments. but is the dream just a folly in my mind? Maybe I am the big fish swimming against the waves maybe I am the drink's last drop. Maybe I am not brave, but just a curious cat. One that wants to see the world from great heights. Oh I face the oncoming waving a red cape like a matador dodging my own truths as I avoid the distractions of war. maybe I should write a new tale that evens a score. That is why I am curious and seek so many things let hope it won't be the death of me for curiosity killed the cat you see.