Drifting thought

Saturday morning
a Fall morning, slight chill
kittens sleeping beside me 
I drink coffee
they need two chairs now
they have grown
at night,
sometimes they curl up on my heart
it warms and opens
so close, so real
with an open heart 
I realize that there’s still some residual resentment
and distrust of distant and windy humans
I’m sorry
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