The walls are thick enough
to silence the singing of birds,
the sound of the rising wind,
and I long to open the window;
but that would lead to the cat
leaping three meters into
the ground below when
I would be lost in thought,
and I'm not entirely sure
his old legs would take it,
or he find his way back
home again in the blue-green
vastness of the world outside,
where the fox will be seeking
mice on the fallow fields.
15.05.2024
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