3 August 2012
The door bell rang, And the cat unleashed its fangs. Running fastly away.
The note paper swooshed. Setting the ink loose. Killing a great novel of today.
Rewritten and reinked. The author didn't thinking. Keeping the cat at bay.
The once great novel, Reduced him to a hovel. As on the bookshelves it still lays.
©Odd
(although frantic, inspiration may not go with what you like. But if you work with it and not against it. It could bring to you something great)
Cat & Ink • Opuss № I