The puzzle pieces I knew I could fit together, if given a lifetime
Why will my fingers never fumble and finally find the picture of you
How big the whole of you, the hole left in me
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Cat Call
I dreamed last night a calico cat
Scampered up to me
And my big, drooling, happy dog
Of a life!
Was it you?
If so, I badly want to say your name,
But won’t,
So, cat…
Why your lame leg
Why’d you pay no mind
To the hindered, big, back foot of you
What do you wish I’d leave behind
And pay no mind to, too?
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