It kinda feels wrong to post this, because it's not even my own haha. But I sent a photo of Miao to ChatGPT and asked it to write a poem:
curled like a comma
in the middle of a sentence
the day forgot to finish
you sleep—
soft-spilled across a woven world
of quiet greens and borrowed light
patches of earth and sun
rest on your back
as if the sky practiced painting
and left you as its masterpiece
your paws, half-tucked dreams
your whiskers, still as held breath
what do you chase
in that small, secret country
behind your closed eyes?
here, time loosens—
and even the air
learns to be gentle
so i will not wake you
little keeper of peace
little proof
that rest
is a kind of grace

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