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Idle A While

Old cat worrying a twig.
Idle a while, I watch the
sleek, lithe killer toss the stick
with twitching concentration when
birds and bees and windborne seeds,
thought I, would satisfy her more.
Busily and bossily she gathered to
pounce.
It moved; the twig stood up,
I rubbed my eyes,

it swayed; the twig danced tiny circles.
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