That cat
that gets in the way
like an iceberg,
that I have to jump
or do remove,
if I go from here to there,
from there to here,
with an urgent message,
boiling with a load.
That cat
appears as an island
not registered in the map,
not immutable,
not worried.
That cat
which neighbors called,
"cat"
is not mine, nor I to him,
not even interested
just be a cat,
as the poet said.
In this cat,
only thing that interests you
is annoying. ****
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