The cat and her
speaker paw.
She holds the
stage in
midst of
human frames.
Damp walls
at clock struck
twelve.
Crows with
tears penetrating
the extra time.
The green
teased for a
self breath.
Kitchens of greed
complimenting street
wrappers.
Households and
nests in a rhythmic
beat.
The blur, otherwise
bright, still
the same for
innocence.
The cat and her
speaker paw.
Her audience,
virtual.
The pure chord
overlooked.
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 2:43 AM UTC
The cat and her
speaker paw.
She holds the
stage in
midst of
human frames.
Damp walls
at clock struck
twelve.
Crows with
tears penetrating
the extra time.
The green
teased for a
self breath.
Kitchens of greed
complimenting street
wrappers.
Households and
nests in a rhythmic
beat.
The blur, otherwise
bright, still
the same for
innocence.
The cat and her
speaker paw.
Her audience,
virtual.
The pure chord
overlooked.
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