poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

stares at me, feral creature eyes wide open -- windows to the wilderness of her gentle savagery stares, in intense curiosity and the silence of her kind -- a quality of presence we know from the toddler staring overtly, unabashedly a shibboleth of her blunt interest she regales me with her mindfulness and I embrace her warmly running my fingers through her fur manhandling her small head until she purrs contentedly [25-II-2022]
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