The controlling metaphor
went on too long
like a scarf around the world
or a sweater with one sleeve
still in the basket.
See? I stretched it.
Then I gave it up.
It makes me look so uncommitted.
But to other things I am devoted.
Brownies. Chocolate chip cookies. Apple pie.
Hope.
Every morning the cat expects
a bowl of canned food
before she dashes out the door
for just a minute.
Once she is fed she loses interest.
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