a white shirt........................Jerry ate quickly,
soft fur...........................his ears twitching
warm milk.........................listening for the sounds of his enemies --
the sound of water.........the skunks, the racoons, the coyotes,
brown grass on the hills.......the rival male cats who coveted his territory.
cold water......................He was only one year old.
blood stains...................
had he been there all along?........ sleep............................... the smell of green grass.... warm sun......................... where the water meets the sand........................ they always fled.................... making things.................... blue shirt....................... still resided in my memory........ never know why............... on the meadow above the creek ................. footprints.......................... unwashed windows........... a dark corner.................... the pine trees overhead...... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................

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