The Melancholy Of Anatomy: Real IV

There was a cat across the street in a cage and he was poor and it was within my power to make him less poor.

So I exercised jcp smilethat power.

I named him Porius. Because that is his name.

He then vanished here for nearly a day. All of me in agony, that I had somehow let him slip away.

This night he is all and everywhere. Prancing. Exuberant.

He has, now, a life.

And, thus, so do I.

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3 Responses to “The Melancholy Of Anatomy: Real IV”


  1. 2 Miep November 16, 2014 at 2:51 am

    You are right that he is everywhere though.

    I hate traps.

  2. 3 bluenred December 15, 2014 at 9:08 pm

    The word trap derived from words meaning step, tread, even staircase.


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