What is it about your face
that turns time into a kaleidoscope?
I can see you through the prisms
your face bright with hope
your eyes burning with passion.
Your teeth flash for a moment
like a firecracker in the dark.
Where did you go?
Shall I wait awhile
or was it me who left?
Yes, I paid the phone bill
and no, there isn’t any more coffee.
And what do you care anyway?
You’re a cat.
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