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6/19/2020 ☼ poems

the cat
sits in the
hat he drinks
his milk
sits back
and laughs
and taps his
paws on top
of keys
stopping me
from writing
things,

i must write
no excuse
i sit back
and laugh
cat flies
across the
room falls
on the bed
landing soft
finally off
my sacred keys,
i drink my milk
and type
to you a
short haiku:

a writer must pounce
scratch! at my hands, the nay sayers
they know not my hunt.