Perhaps, a cat's whiskers
tickling night paths,
stirring neurons as she passes.
Left to decide
she sits and cleans
the clutter of dreams,
her innocent static
changing the flow
of the night.
Please tell me what you think
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I like your work pretty much! The flow of your pieces are decent and the messages intriguing.. keep up the good work!
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I've recently had several hundred (okay not hundred but it can feel that way) kittens in my life..
you've captured something about their own brand of magic here.
Lisa
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Purr-haps
I think cats are a lot braver than I am. To go out all alone hunting for prey or just adventure takes more
whatchamacallits than I'm endowed with.
Nice John
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