happening
in this world
the cats
like this
down in my root
moment ago
what expansion
a moment
they have
things going on
he suddenly assumes
her rocker
now she's on the floor
in the corner
she's pretty content
but he goes there too
sniffing and leaving
his scent
and when she sniffs her chair
it now smells like his
with his crusty black tears
and white hairs
and she turns back
and they go to their changed places
and rest
she hangs by me for the ironing board is out
even though not looming over her bowl now
she is not comfortable with the r.
who makes masks by
that ironing board
looking like an alien spaceship
it's squeak
is unsettling
and so she becomes her docile self
in the other room
in sleep
leaving r to do her vital work
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