Sitting in the car Trying to think Writing a poem’
(Empty page)
A cat outside Walking away Knowing where to go…
APPENDIX – Poem editing history
This appendix shows the various versions of the poem until I considered it ‘final’ to publish. Even though there is no such thing as ‘final’ in art, I find it useful for me to document the various versions of the poem and see how my thought evolved.
I think of what to do (Why do anything?) I prefer to just be Without doing anything A cat! Music Sitting in the car
I think of what to do (Why do anything?) I prefer to just be Without doing anything A cat! Music Sitting in the car (Is that me?)
Sitting in the car Despaired I think of what to do (Why do anything?) I prefer to just be Without doing anything A cat! Music Sitting in the car (Is that me?) The cat is leaving now Confident Knowing where to go Not looking back For a second there… I thought I saw myself Walking away from a car With an empty shell Trying to write a poem now Oh, no. The cat is coming back…
Sitting in the car Despaired I think of what to do (Why do anything?) I prefer to just be Without doing anything A cat Music Sitting in the car (Is that me?) The cat is leaving now Confident Knowing where to go For a second there… I thought I saw myself Walking away from the car Away from an empty shell Trying to write a poem Oh, no. The cat is coming back… Trying to do something So that I stop this cat From frowning upon me…
Sitting in the car Despaired Thinking what to do (Why do anything?) I prefer to just be A cat Music A car (Is that me?) The cat is leaving Confident Knowing where to go For a second there… I thought I saw myself Walking away from everything But I’m still here Empty Trying to write a poem Oh, no. The cat is coming back… I need to do something To stop this cat From frowning upon me…
Sitting in the car Despaired Thinking what to do (Why do anything?) I prefer to just be A cat Music A car (Is that me?) The cat is leaving Confident Knowing where to go For a second there… I thought I saw myself Walking away from everything But I’m still here Empty Trying to write a poem Oh, no. The cat is coming back… I need to do something To stop this cat From frowning upon me…
Trying to think Writing a poem Sitting in the car A cat outside Walking away Knowing where she goes
Sitting in the car Trying to think Writing a poem’
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