there is a cat in a tree
not supposed to be so high in the tree
a little girl calls for the cat to come down out of the tree
the cat thinks it is in charge of the world
there is a well-dressed man in a limo
living a secret agony in the city that never sleeps
everyone fears him and he has the power to ruin lives
the man thinks he is in charge of the world
there is a person who is writing this poem
sun rises over the cat and the man and me
like them i think i am here and i am relatively in control
just enough to be in charge of the world
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