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Cats Paw P.

Cats Paw
You buried my eyes in the sand beneath the reeds Without thinking how the grit of sand abrades the surface of my eyes. Scratches my perception Scratches with a cats paw against gentle glass. You leave the shore of my forehead wrinkled in the sand, stretched out before gentle lapping waves that are your excuse.

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