Cat Eyes

Moew...
I wonder why
People use their bright black eyes
To glimpse the dim corner
Are they chief mourners?
If not...
why they keep crying on that mahogany desk?
Are they an actor of burlesque?
Or they only act as a deterrent 

Human-being is so...
Difficult to understand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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