I think I’ll buy a boat.
That’s what everyone’s doing.
Or, what everyone wants to do
before the oceans dry.
There’s a clothesline snipped in two.
A mousetrap, feebly painted.
Garden gnomes are smiling.
Reality’s strangers to travel.
Do you believe in peace,
and that cyan flowerpots
can be mended,
courtesy of homemade glue?
I do,
while you may doubt.
Still placing a pillow in the farthest corner
where I’ll consent to dream.
*Cat No. 30 of the 500 Cats Project
I believe in peace while the hordes knock, knock and knock.
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I had to stop and ask, “Who cloned my thought processes?” I can follow the trail of thoughts to get a picture in my mind. 🙂
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