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Watching The Cat

Watching The Cat

Poem By Matthew James Wilson

Watching the cat
As it claws at the blanket that
I threw on the floor.

Watching him work off his inner frustrations
With repetitive flexings
Of paw.

Oh for my life to be
Simple as that.
Straightforward as the verse
I now write.

But perhaps
I'd get bored.

How trite.

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