House Cats
A window to a house cat
is like a lottery ticket to a poor man
they both know they're never going
to get to where they think they
want to be
but there's always that chance
that the ship will come in-the window will crack..
and that's what they dream about
clean green waves and things to chase...
Paired dreams upon a dying wake.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2020
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