scrambling...
across the floor,
tiny little legs move
its body with speed;
sliding...
under the cabinet
like slipping a paper
into a file;
colliding...
the bug and cat do,
freezing time and
emotions momentarily
until realizing,
there is no interest
held by either;
moving...
into separate directions,
behaving as if
there had been no
meeting a all.
11Oct14
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