Riley welch is a poet from texas living in colorado. She posts three original poems a week. 

Cat

Running in circles
was always so, so pointless.
Pointed?
Exercise seemed daunting.
If you walk everywhere, does that count?

I'm screaming
screaming
screaming.
Inside my head.
And it's shocking, but no one can hear me.

Now, now, now.
Racing - running? - no, racing.
Down spiral, spiral, spiral.
I don't know how
to quit repeating.
Everything gets so lost
and only sometimes
(sometimes?)
gets found.

5/14/2016
Riley Welch

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