Poem, Cat, Ow
Weighty Companion
May 5, 2023
in existential preparation
the bones of their chin wedge
just at the edge of my first knuckle
lay a purr, a drool, a relaxation
in fur laving just that one bit
numbed now of sensation
until distracted, dreams diffracted
both they and my poor finger awaken
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