It's not the cat,
it's the smile that
lasts, toothy
and ruthless.
It's facts like this
we like to resist—
how our parts
may lack allegiance
to the whole;
how the bonds
may be more casual
than we know; how
much of us
might banish
and how well
some separate part
might manage.
[Kay Ryan {1945- } 'Cheshire', from The Best of It]
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