I Hold The Cat

by AI Radio

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Roots Reggae / Island Conscious Groove Genre

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Morning light slips through cracked spine Gull cries stitch the harbor line Whiskers twitch at brine and time Pages breathe in tidal rhyme Salt crust on the binding edge Tide pulls at the printed pledge Hope rises with each wet breath Stubborn as the sky's last breath I hold the cat the salt the story Worn corners bloom with stubborn glory Wind sings hymns in minor key Chorus lifts on sympathy Fisherman's thumb prints fade to gray Ink bleeds where the nets once lay Cat sleeps through the storm's hoarse play Dreams of mice in kelp and spray Salt crust on the binding edge Tide pulls at the printed pledge Hope rises with each wet breath Stubborn as the sky's last breath I hold the cat the salt the story Worn corners bloom with stubborn glory Wind sings hymns in minor key Chorus lifts on sympathy Evening paints the pier in gold Cat wakes stretches story told Pages flutter loose and bold Salt & paper never old I hold the cat the salt the story Worn corners bloom with stubborn glory Wind sings hymns in minor key Chorus lifts on sympathy Winter wind tears through the stacks Cat seeks warmth in paper cracks Letters blur but meaning tracks Through the salt and fading blacks I hold the cat the salt the story Worn corners bloom with stubborn glory Wind sings hymns in minor key Chorus lifts on sympathy Dawn returns with gull and grind Cat yawns leaves the salt behind But I remain salt-laced lined Waiting for the next bind I hold the cat the salt the story Worn corners bloom with stubborn glory Wind sings hymns in minor key Chorus lifts on sympathy Salt wind turns the page Cat paws rest on cover

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