Furman and Lily

The heart of two white
cats, old siblings
upon the white windowsill

they narrate silent
in meditation of
outside realms

the sister knows
every aging tactic
of the brother’s
annoyance arsenal
mixed with play
and snuggling moments

the space they occupy
without ever knowing
any of the earthly pleasures
but for the easiest one,

in death.

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