by on August 24, 2022 :: 0 comments

Came in, with unusual
quietness (apparently);
played with cats on
the floor; wrote stories,
drew pictures; became a
small authority on that
game where you kick
that ball and the other
where you use that bat.
Read and wrote, and
read some more. Joined
the world. Tried people –
mixed results – went back
to cats. Wrote again.
Most likely will exit
quietly too, remembrance
to unlast past one generation.

editors note:

Writing to undo one’s unlasting. – mh clay

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