dedalus Posted January 18, 2011 Share Posted January 18, 2011 As rude armed men shatter the windows, my cat, forever feminine, dreams of food and simple affection. She leaps upon the page in want of both, here and now. A separate arrogance lies behind these eternal scribblings, I say to the cat, as I stroke her softness, hide the parchment, then head for the door for what will follow. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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