Studio LERIAL

I watch the clowder stroll

Feet dancing round the big people

Their marshmallow paws hop-scotching over stones

I see them and translucent me from the sill

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If Kitnme could see me now

Regurgitating bezoars like my human’s excuses

Past mistakes and heartbreaks have us

Perched on the wrong side of possibility

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I have a symphony of sounds at my disposal

Yet can’t manage to find one to express this repulsion

To yearning

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I look at Rufus

Only ten sounds to his name

and I crave the clarity:

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One ruff for happy

One ruff for grief

One ruff for let me outside, I need to pee.

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The door swings

Letting in temptation’s breeze

And like any loyal opportunist

Rufus makes his leave.