Monday, December 13, 2010

written by me e cummings.

Inspired by the first scene of the video posted below.


Cat Before Coffee

Yellow yolk of light
Albumen/glaire/white of
Peach, rose,
Deep indigo
Even a shiver of mint
Coaxed out of an ombre
Pool of sky
Like a gypsy child
Peeking out from under
His mother’s long skirt.
Strands of delight stretch
Stretch for that
Goose down shadow, steeped in sighs and sleep
Reflecting potential, dream potential
Twinkles, suddenly
A firefly mass
Amidst the silhouetted
Smoky skyline.
Life makes no noise but a yawn
A cat watches, quotidian.
Magic drenches the city.
Then,




Normalcy.
Meow. 


poetry is whack y'all.

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