Intersections
The cat's goals
and my own
intersect like
perpendicular
metaphors. She
longs for food.
I agree to feed
her. She begins
to purr. I fall
in love. She prepares
to leap. I lie down
in a safe place
and dream
until morning.
Monday, January 14, 2013
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