the sun sparkles
like a cat
on the floor
to the corner
of my eye.
that is what
i thought
having years
spent in
their
company.
there are
no more
cats,
only the sun
at this time
of day
moving
like something
alive
something
i could pet
and let
out the door.
like a cat
on the floor
to the corner
of my eye.
that is what
i thought
having years
spent in
their
company.
there are
no more
cats,
only the sun
at this time
of day
moving
like something
alive
something
i could pet
and let
out the door.
The flaming
Fur
Returns. No,
Not burned, little
Pet, big
Star. Did
You roam
Far? Around the world
In a day
You say?)