Lost hearts try to contact me elsewhere
As I loiter sanguinely –
That is to say cheerfully,
Confidently; optimistically –
At the séance where the medium's
Cat slumps in a window cleaning
Her fur in the reflections
Of the flaming sky.
This poem was a response to prompt #83 at Read Write Poem. That was fun. I'll certainly do it again.
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