Saturday, May 26, 2018

10,840. KITTY

KITTY
Now Kitty takes a leaning to
the lamppost, and I don't mind.
Her cantilevered layer cake has
fallen off the edge  -  the icing
on her fingers tasting sweet.
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I'd like to lift my own lantern
to the poor and destitute, but 
I can't do that either. Not friends
with this world yet am I. I wear
a solid coat of chain-mail, to
keep myself protected from 
the lethal blows of Man.

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