to notice one another
the pied cat strolling
like the landlord
through my tiny yard
where daily I sit
doggedly writing down
whatever comes along
not that I stare at
every face or ass
or sashaying cat
but I do let a few
crazy things carry
me along it’s true
beauty rules still
even the cat sniffs
the flowers the sun
relaxes on the lawn
only my thoughts
stumble on
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