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and post notes and photos about your poem like Clive Culverhouse.
I wrote this in 2019. I was thinking of matter and antimatter, as you do, and when they collide they annihilate each other so then a stray thought occurred of a cat and an anticat, could be anything and anti anything really but cat seemed fun because a cat has nine lives so an anticat would presumably have nine deaths, they would annihilate each other so better not make them angry (last line). So there you are, one of my most bizarre and silliest poems. I was also still on the fine line of mental illness, read into that what you will, so "ok" me and "not ok" me - the anti me - anyway I put it as light verse because it's nonsense. Or is it...