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Cat


09.24.12 Posted in today's words by

Marc Carver’s most recent poem to appear here was Dead Drunk (August 2011).

Cat
By Marc Carver

I look down at the pavement
There is a coat on the ground.
Then it starts to move
Even though there is no wind.
Then it gets up
And becomes
A cat.

Beautiful



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