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No-Name The Cat
(22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

No-Name The Cat

Poem By David Lewis Paget

The cat and I stare at the room
No-name the cat, the cat and I,
She stares at me, I at the gloom
The house lies still as a vaulted tomb.

She sits and waits, No-name the cat,
Sits and waits for a sign from me
But I in the corner chair am sat
And make no sign for No-name the cat.

We’re all alone, alone are we
No-name the cat, the cat and I
Only the two, No-name and me
Yet once in the past we numbered three.

Now on the floor, between us two
No-name the cat, and me, lies you.
Your eyes are staring, your cheek is slack,
Your tongue’s thrust out and your face is blue.

The cat and I stare at the room
No-name the cat, the cat and I,
She stares at me, I at the gloom
The house lies still as a vaulted tomb.

30 June 1999

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A powerful perspective that is both compelling and captivating!
Wow..... your ability to draw the reader into the experience is incredible
Gruesome but great. A really very balanced write, flowing just right. It held me well. Love Ernestine XXX


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