I Wake Up Like a Cat In Love
I wake up like a cat;
you know how a cat is. The way it
opens its eyes, not seeing anything
but looking into its muscle and bones,
then how it blinks slowly---so slow
that its eyelids wash its mind
of anything but satisfaction.
I even arch my back
just to stretch
that rubber band of pleasure.
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