RIP Kitten Little

Tonight's empty pages 

lie still and white

as blistered eyes

scan through the colorless darkness 

 searching, hoping,crying 

trying to find 

bits of a lost humanity 

Kitten Little  2000-2019

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when to take the cat

sleeping till noon
picking at the cottoncorner... Trying to feel the tree
inside the long forgotten white paper
No, this is not something written about other people's considerations or how my repressed, silent sigh started crying again or
The way you are watching my mouth move, or mouths moving.
It's summer and the vines repeat like
soldered tears and twist your body back into my heart
in between commercials
thier mirage fails and
Stillness finishes the walls
before I ever could
they said there's a  ban now on bread and berries
and the sun's gone to sleep for 20 years
because nothing anyone's saying makes any sense.



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the cat

                                               today I was startled
                                                      by that only person
                                                                 more alive than spring

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the space between trees

quietly
trees touch each other
inching to clouds
inching downward

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Our love grows by the our

patience waiting

Our love grows by the our
communicating
our silence

stretched out from inside 
turning, dropping our eyes from the gaze

like slow time
lifting the falls
on the back of it all
It's true
souls stretched out past the world
feeling things we need to know
all the time at the same time
squeezed into sunshine from how fast
time'g got
to stop calling out in the night
like this


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