felines...

   near sleep,

they really don't like
you,

        touching their,

                legs...

curled paws is
a bit like uncleched
fists for them...

a meow is hardly a
yawn,
to market a heed
of honesty....

       the last resort before:
the bowing.

and i've come to appreciate
a cat....
lost before n
giving a yawn,
   and....
whatever you might
call an... interlude.

the little people
politics assort for
        a concern in....
minding...
                  politics...
that qusi-
fun-fair and quest
for loo...
  
         in the demise of
the rubicon...

        of said so much:
such little said.