Monday, June 25, 2018

6.25.18

Still here, still doing the things. Why not a cat haiku?
On a pillow, perched
Waits striped and whiskered judgement.
How shall I proceed?
Eyes green and jeweled
Pulse closed, and open slowly.

It is safe to sleep now.

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