#1044635 added February 11, 2023 at 8:17pm Restrictions: None
My Cats Quiet Quirks
The Quiet Quirks Of Grown Up Kittens
There’s no one here to laugh
when I walk down the hallway towards the bathroom
and see a pair of green eyes gleam from the sometimes habitué
in shadowed dark
above the edge of our bathtub
and say
“hey bud,
I see you’re in your fortress of solitude.“
so much of me is wasted, words that drift
into the paint of these walls,
gathering above my head,
unabsorbed.
The walls or the words?
Does it matter?
2.11.23
Some Refrain In The Membrane: I’m gonna fill up that blog
Fill up that, fill up that
Fill up that blog…
with every last remaining thought
I’m long past due time to stop seeing therapists
who won’t meet me in their office
I’ve got a simple blog with few replies that will suffice
2-Time WDC Quill Winner: Best Poetry Collection, 2020 and 2021. NOMINATED for 2022!
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