Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The Stretch -- Poetry 2011

Mr. Tuxedo aka Gandalf takes up half my desk;

sprawling, his legs hang over the edge.

My blockade of loose papers doesn’t slow

his glacier advance as he oozes to the further edge

plowing the paperwork before his expansion.

If he curled up, I’d appreciate the minimal gain.

Deep in sleep, a few gentle pushes can slide him

into a curved compact mound until… the stretch.

Muscles strain and twitch unwinding the fur ball

back to his sprawl taking up half my desk…


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