a new day, again.

the end of the road came with an inclination 


i woke up with the desire to write about cats

who were aroused at the thought of milk

which came on with the warmth of a breast pressed firmly against my chest

and i walked ever so quietly to the neighbours door and in underwear

asked the girl in her stalkings to remove her song from my room.

back in bed we prayed for her to move on.