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Kills For Love

-by Doug Draime

Kills For Love

-by Doug Draime

The cat’s purr is
enormous. He stares
at me, studies me
with opaque eyes,
which know not war. He
harbors no greed,

tho he is done in
the mouse, he thinks, for my
benefit. Which he spits
from his mouth at my
feet, a gift of love.

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