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precious.

 

each morning early, i feed the cat.

 

a sachet with jelly.

 

packaging straight to the dustbin, outside.

 

dressed

 

in pyjamas i step the slate, feel the air, watch the sky

 

change.

swallow the bats whole.

 

later, when dressed, and booted, i smiles

at the bare foot print on the step.

 

during the day the others come foraging,

through the flap, what can I do?

 

first one is flimsy, timid

trespass. a shadow.

 

the other bruiser ; black bully.

 

bold, hissing wildly.

 

 

 

each evening, I feed the cat again.

take the package to the bin again.

 

 

 

one hundred words.

 

precious.

 

sbm.

 

IMAG2107

 

 

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