Feathers of Doubt

Feathers of Doubt Just as my eyes slowly close I see them vague, feathery thoughts dancing on my eyelids shouting from my eyebrows, “YA SHOULDA LISTENED TO ME!!” Startled awake they are gone leaving only their feathers of doubt. As I drift off they smile slyly knowing they are safe until tomorrow exposes their lies. Just as my eyes slowly open I see them scurrying away weary of the night fearful of the day rumpled feathers cringing in the sunlight. John G. Lawless ©12/15/2017