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we are watching a cat eat the environment
because of behaviour, animals are art
somewhere a sunrise, sent for one second
half of a household, hungry for sense
what we thought is what we will
want made me remain
All the words in this poem are courtesy of Therese Lloyd, who used them (and a few others) in
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/145488/y2-k
