the cat
is perpetually careful.
on soft
feet she walks across
the table
across
the keyboard
and stares at me.
blocking
the screen.
i ask her
what?
what now?
what could you possibly
want
from me?
i can't read her mind.
her tail straightens
as she emits
a purr along with,
again,
an inexplicable
meow.
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