I am this
found object not alone
in bed climbing frame
of cats warm scented sleeper
cave of dogs who taken from their mothers
make do the best they can
today I change my pain patch
netflix pours like honey on the toast
of womens’ bodies kitten
ransacks the dressing table and I long
for order and all this
to just stay still
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