A cold nude foot on the back of a warm pussycat

Waking in a bed full of one person

Greetings of morning erect tales dancing down a staircase

A breakfast of sweet tea and meaty gestures

The day ahead bringing what knows where?

The cares of life travelling high above mount sorrow

Adventures above and beyond

Whilst snug in my chair

A question of daily survival

Avoiding doctors like the plague

And bringing home life’s bacon

Once more by an energetic soul

Who lives and dreams in poem land!

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