RawdawnPurr

i before e after r. osaycanusee by *dawn* early light late given time with no sorrow in sight the last limits of the sunrays slanting past the limits of the city as you raise your cup of cherries with *raw* goats milk on them with perhaps a few packets of *raw* sugar the kind of those little square retangular packets with that brown paper bagged only for the military as Suddenly she lifts her Sandels white on black with rubber straps not leather on them feet perhaps she even *purr*s as my contented friend slips outside the box into her future.