Even With You Poem by Karin Holloway
Even With You
Even with you there's still only me.
Hurriedly I scratch a scribble
in the mud
Mired in my self.
Can't find my stash, can't find my keys
All that's left are likelihoods of mes.
Creative madness, no time for pause,
Pursing lips, purring, stretching claws
I'll rake this ratty rationality.
Let's scream together, find
sense in feeling,
Fleet footed we'll go reeling -
Insanity's appealing
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