I really did write this on time, but my computer's being super-slow. o_o
Round Twenty-Four
It was a dark and stormy night
& there was a cat sitting to the left
of my sentence beginning
"there is something about the rain
at night," he said
"when there is nothing in the world
but black
and sound
windowpanes divide
this world from the next
eyes stabbing outward
there is nothing but a wall of black cats."
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How Disturbing.
It's a Gaia Journal. You know the drill. Stuff you don't care about, written by someone you don't know. :0
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Hedjrebl
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In my next life,
I want to be me,
and meet you again.