Walking The Fence

unclassified

unholy and

unrehearsed,

the cat

stalks

its own

play.

 

a dog

sniffs

some asshole,

and the business-man

counts

his receipts.

 

we kill

each other

with the best

intentions

 

and love

from selfish

angles

 

while it all

goes to shit

in a frying-pan.

 

most of the time

we’re not sure

whether to step out

or step into

our lives

 

but at least

the cat

doesn’t hesitate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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