ALLEY CAT LOUNGES

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In a royal hurry

to get nowhere

to do nothing

with great urgency

 

an alley cat lounges

atop a trash can

 

a young junkie

with grey hair

sits on a broken pallet

 

The papers have been pushed

The computers have

been fired up

and numbers find themselves

reconciled and fully counseled

 

Car horns blaring loudly

running only 5 minutes early

to arrive at the Void

 

 

 

 

 

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I like how the poem swerves

I like how the poem swerves from skilled description to gut-punching cinclusion.


Starward

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thank you kindly

thank you kindly