February

Went to the store.
Bought some stuff.
Went home.
Played with my cat.
Remained motionless.
Looked in the mirror.
Out there, out that window.
Chirp chirp, sprinkle sprinkle,
sprinkle sprinkle, chirp chirp.
Unforeseen developments with newspaper.
Fucking paprika.
Sent downstairs again.
Down on the sofa.
One, two, three.
Four.
Solid suggestion.
Meteors.