cat-like,
boneless,
taking half a day to go from
living room
to
kitchen
and all night to go back again;
warm and fat,
something to be curled around
in deep winter afternoons
and longed for
during everlasting, frigid nights.
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- Brat Farrar (
bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
bratfarrar
poem by me: lazy
cat-like,
boneless,
taking half a day to go from
living room
to
kitchen
and all night to go back again;
warm and fat,
something to be curled around
in deep winter afternoons
and longed for
during everlasting, frigid nights.
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