Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



The first and the last

Notice your breath on the night The last day of the year is coming Cumulative view of my creations Where do I store them? In my sleep where the winter water Froze me to the sheets with The hose frozen... Continue Reading →


The pavement already changed its grey to blend into the darkness of the day. Silence washes over the trees for now, the chilled wind picking a path to me, flushing. It is not the acres of forest waiting, longing for... Continue Reading →

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