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Midha

April 27, 2009

Whisper of sound

between ticks

announces a nap

concluded, she

stalks the halls

then thunders

past, chasing

scraps, shadows,

sounds, sometimes

a battle cry,

others swift,

silent death,

before settling

on my chest,

demanding tribute

in pets.

NaPoWriMo Read Write Poem Prompt #24

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