Felis Domesticus I've gotten used to onesidedness, reveling in her artful silence that I've become used to. Am I wrong to think of her as someone familiar, warm thoughts delivered despite expectations? But maybe that is my purpose: To silently lay dead rodents at her doorstep in tribute. © Jon Bohrn (2003) |
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