Discussing the future of one's abdominal muscles
with a
cat
is an exercise
in futility.
"And, speaking of exercise,"
she murmured
to her yawning
short-hair,
as she clenched
at her dinner,
which intermingled
with a hastily-sipped
Shiner from the
1am Chat Room
station stop.
Silence after that.
Such a non-conversant cat.
copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez
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