No One In Particular

[ICSoria]

Tends her roses
until noon, then feeds
her cats promptly at six--
A can for them--
one for her.

Put the dog down,
just last week.
He never could
quite get the hang
of fetching worthless sticks--
much less the Sunday paper.

Still discusses politics,
repeatedly, eagerly--
with no one in particular.
Still quite bitter;
can't believe,
Dewey lost
in yesterday's returns.

ICSoria
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