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Waking after the pounce of cats

Upon my chest, I spread the toothpaste

And begin erasing the taste of peanuts

From my breath. Stickers of fruit

Passed attached to my mirror. Holes from rocks

Permanently in my window once covered by loose leaf paper.



Outside that window is a tree with one loose leaf. Paper

Ripped and torn, played with by cats

Several splotches of spearmint toothpaste

Now covers that one large hole. Shells of peanuts

Lie beneath my feet as I walk towards the fruit

Bowl in my miniscule kitchen decorated with rocks



Shining brilliantly. Those rocks

Once lay on a beach until that loose leaf paper

Shoveled them out. On the beach those cats

Were found. I spit out my toothpaste,

Remembering how I captured them with peanuts

And handfuls of dried fruit.



How I wish for the taste of that dried fruit

Found only growing from those island rocks.

Rain falls through the demolished loose leaf paper,

Dripping quietly onto the floor. The cats

Scatter at every splash. I notice a drip of toothpaste

On my shirt. It’s better than the scent of peanuts.



For breakfast, why not a bowl of peanuts?

Or possibly even some corn flakes with fresh fruit

Atop? May as well be a bowl of rocks

For this mundane Monday morning. Loose leaf paper

Is all it tastes like on my tongue. Even the cats

Are not their playful selves. Any flavor is ruined by toothpaste.



The minty clean of my toothpaste

Reside sin my mouth. No more of last night’s peanuts

My hand reaches for the ripe red fruit

Before me. The rain crashes on the roof as rocks

As I sit with apple and loose leaf paper.

Blank thoughts cross my mind as I stroke my cats.



Inspiration from the cats and toothpaste

Almost as exciting as last week’s peanuts and fruit

My life as boring as rocks copied on boring loose leaf paper.