Tag: cat
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Zozimus Wasn’t Here for Breakfast
My cat was gone for three hours Three hours spent clock glowering In the garden, as if we’d changed the rules of that Marco Polo game, I shook a Dreamies bag whilst shouting his name again and again Usually at his name he comes thundering, full summoning This time nothing came running meowing from our…
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Zozimus
My ankles you haunt Cat what’re you Shouting about What could you want? You nose at my legs Tilting at shadows You nestle again. Lap you knead Unseen bread An unseen life Thoroughbred. Door you can open You will not open Scouring the rooms Someone to rope in. At dinner or not Wailing as if…