Best Poem of D. M. L. Catseye

Dream Sonnet 2
These are the panics why I doubt what's true.
Escaped a beast, we race towards eastern dusk
Bullets won't hurt me, my manner so brusque
Jaws and claws fight me, but never get through.

Her mages ne'er had the chance to respond,
Killed by a quarter, string, and golden ring
So many terrors a small girl can . . .
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In My Car
I understand why
You hate the night
I hate it to

I am alone
Within my mind
And all the pain

It never leaves
Even in the day

Could I get away with leaving here
With driving to somewhere else
I would sleep in my car
Wrapped in a sweater
I’d still be alone
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