Deadly

In pride at what I had achieved
I became slothful,
Prone to gluttony, indulging in my riches.
Soon the sparkle left and envy set in
As looking with lustful eyes
Upon the works of others, filled with greed,
I felt such wrath that theirs was more than mine.

Mirror Cat

Confused cat
Struggling,
Scrambles to the the bed.
Faltering feet fail to find firmness
Mirroring me
Fearfully
Stepping out
Sinking slowly
Caught in a mire of memory.

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Sitting on the bed watching the cat fall off the end as she tries to climb up while I sit reading other people’s poems and relive my sadness mingled with their own emotions, sparked by words and images with which I am so familiar.

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