Sunday, June 30, 2024

DEAD CATS

 DEAD CATS

There is a dead cat

Sprawled across the road  

I am not trying to be gross, but...

There is a dead cat over there

And I wish someone

Would get a shovel and some dirt.


There is a dead newspaper

Lining the cage of a dead bird

I am not trying to be uncouth but...

The dead newspaper 

Shrieks murder to the sunflower seeds


Stop the humming

Stop the heartbeats

Stop the breathing

Stop the running


There is a message here somewhere


Get a shovel

Start crying

Start trying

Do something


Is it morbid fascination?

Is it just a hallucination?

Doesn't anyone else see the dead cats?


-Bruce Potts

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