A white feline appears
from behind a gravestone,
and saunters toward me unafraid.
Affectionately it rubs against my left foot.
It slinks and slithers
between my legs.
It follows
and mews.
lamenting mice lost,
and lecturing on birds found.
Diatribes it speaks to me,
professing it's love for attention.
I pluck it from the blacktop
into the safety of friendly arms.
A white feline purrs
as I scratch it's chin gingerly.
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I found a little peace somewhere between free and incarcerated I found a little peace somewhere slathered in paint and wanderlust... -
Six of one, half-dozen of the other; The hours creep along, the sharp edge of a century. Left by the wayside, my ambitions, for a...
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The white panther pads Alight against the grey of winter Stalking through the cemetery Walking there alongside me The white panth... -
Flat, Like a joyless ode. No ups or downs, No peaks and valleys, Just the outstretched blank expanse of human emptiness Onto wh... -
Doing time in a cushioned cell. Pillow bars and blanket shackles bind me to this time and place. Escape is possible, but the insurmounta...
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Day breaks open over the halls of men. The yolk slowly sags its way down, coating everything the light touches in a thin sheen ... -
A pre-dawn chill runs up my spine as the black and white cat meows at the door. Another yawn hisses out of my wide-stretched jaws. To...
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