like a cat
like a cat
sudden bursts of wild energy and here's why:
fear and/or joy
staring at phantom walls where a mirror used to be
a whole world of similar molds
dangerous and close
and calling calling calling
attention, please
and then in it -under it-
back up and lean in
kneading
kneading
some warm crawl space to disappear to when i can't see through
fears and phantoms
find me there,
behind the clothes.
find me.
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