Monday 31 March 2014

Watchers

In the morning
I heard a screech
from a quiet puppy
at the window of the door
as he ran up the stairs
and stared at the bone.

In the afternoon 
a spider crawled 
up the wall
and ran across
my lunch.

At night, 
before my bed time, 
a cat
watched me drink my cold slushy.

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