it's so perfect.
so divine. 
inside she finds
that safe place and
like
 a marble is blue
like a gesture
is small
like yeast must rise- 
like the cat's eye,
paw at you.
because 
as the cat waits
with the sunbeam she plays.
the tea 
and the teacup-
exquisitely she waits.
she waits.
empty she will.
so
deny
still
exquisitely
majestically&nbsp;&nbsp; 
instinctively she waits.
on her own bone china
pretty little fragile
thing
on her own 
she waits,
exquisitely she waits.


sahn
12/4/14