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Poetry

cat

cat

 

cat on the wall

with man in your eye

you disdain ground

 

do you tire of the grey?

 

you flicker with a memory

 

i wonder what you wait for

and if you are at all

 

wise

 

if you are

dreaming lazy shapes of cathood

behind your

coat and countenance of colour

one

 

i hope i do not disturb you

 

silent you are and

passive

 

in your power

great

 

maybe you are

resting or

reflecting

 

simply you may have caught me

as you would

 

a mouse

 

such a cold summer’s day

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