Castor

Your yowl
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with rythym
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perfect punctuation
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to my foundering
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poetic ideas.
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Your paws
-yowl-
and their 
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frantic,
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clawless scratching
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drawing my
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eyes and ears
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from the screen.
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Wanting to
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write, a 
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selfish thought,
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I know,
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I scoot
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my chair closer
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to the desk.
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Stridency
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increases
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clawless paws
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grab my arm
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and pull it
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away from
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the keyboard.
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I growl
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and give in.
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Pick you up
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and sling you 
over my left shoulder.
-yowl-
You buzz and mumble in my ear.
I try to write with my right hand.
-yowl-
shush...
You lean over and rub your wet
lips on my knuckles.
I jerk them away.
-yowl-
You twist down and around
slide across my chest
-yowl-
pushing into my face
and sling yourself onto my right shoulder
and buzz and mumble.
I stroke your soft fur.
Surreptitiously,
I reach for the keyboard.
-yowl-
You twist down and rub
your drooly lips
on my knuckles.
I jerk them away.
-yowl-
You rub them on the keyboard
16a8f7ghde...
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Suddenly you slip to the floor
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my hands
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won't hold you
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anymore.
-yowl-
You wander
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away
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in disgust.
-yowl.....

Kathleen Hover
04-05-02