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Between rain and songs

October 3, 2016

slow creep
of hours
between rains
and songs

the gaps filled
with distractions,
old movies,
the probably not quite coffee,
watching the writhing spasms
of the painful adolescence
of this century,
dreaming up plans for the month,
the year,
the years to come

sweet is the sting
of anticipation,
sharp as the cat’s claw
when it interrupts to remind
of feeding time

the streets slowly fill again,
her feet will return to
grace the floor,
stepping elegantly,
no bruising of the air as she walks

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