|| a poem for the common cat ||

 
 
 
eventually the phenomenons your senses 
combine to assume it is experiencing 
catapult you toward choosing between
flotsam or jetsam—but before you do
 
smile at the opportunity this affords that
whom once assumed antagonists loved
to antagonize and wonder now about
how amazing—never another frustration 

actually exists in those who seize their
recalled memories and cease planning for 
every eventuality and realize how as if
this were but a daydream—time is figment

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