he pokes his head
out
between
cracked morning curtains
dust in his whiskers
he jumps over to the bed
with a sound
like a kids squeaky toy makes
when
you
press
its
belly
he flops sideways
on the sun warmed quilt
all
his
fur
is
dusty in the sunlight
cat i say
youre SO dusty
and
old
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