awaken. the cat purrs.
It is not really a cat yet, only a kitten.
Big eyes, eyes, all dark and beady, rarely like true cats slit eyes.
It plays with the stroking hand, rolls on its back and fights it’s small boxing matches with the fingers.
Its claws stay withdrawn
it is only small
it is only playing
miriam the cat
get up, the tinnitus has receeded, it is only a quiet whistle now.
hear the sound of early morning cartoon television from the sitting room,
the sons laughter.
Sunday, the longest day of the year.
The days will steadily shorten now.
cold coffee today, and get ready to clean the flat.
Sunday cleaning
Solstice
Be aware
Listen to the measured ticking of time going by
The cat is now on the knee
and is purring loudly.
Happy cat.
It is weekend, not much happening.
grey solstitic sunless day
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