Room In Mind
motionless cats
speak to the unseen
all is a blind feeling
walking naked
over nothing
i sense the involution
of indoor plants
where shadows dream them
i wonder
what year it will be
when this house
becomes an inhabited mind
a place
where black cats listen
to the history
of my breath
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