~
Fluffy Pink Cats ~
Swoop
downward out of the blue with-
Fluff,
And
then they merge-
No
one ever seems to find a miscreant,
When
they enter into our minds like glue
They
stick to our brains like hot wax,
Never
leaving lone thought behind . . .
I
really do like these fuzzy pink cats,
And
mysterious leagues that,
Put
them all on display-
Yet,
with all of these
Leagues
of cats in my brain,
I
never even thought that,
They
would try to demonstrate,
Bejeweled
emerald eyes,
That
rest upon my dresser,
In
the form of porcelains . . .
Because,
in my mind they begin glowing,
Never
saving themselves anytime to,
Rest
like the solid, dignified porcelains,
Sit
with a high esteem . . .
Because
they are,
No
longer my treasured entities,
From
my grandmother and aunts,
But
sporadically flying
Fireworks
of-
Pink!
Pink!
Lovely
pink,
Fuzzy
paperwork creations!
Heart-shaped
designs,
How
I love these,
Fuzzy
pink fantasies,
Sublime.
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