Hound dog

She knows Elvis cannot be 
anything but dead, still sometimes
she just has to believe  

in the harsh light of day
after a night of lies
she carries water in leaky tubs
to a turbulent sea. 

Hope is a cat
you pet until
she scratches

and then later some more.

(c) Leen Raats

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