Tuesday, February 27, 2024

SASSY


She comes out of nowhere to stop me

doing that I came for.

her whims 

destroy all scholarship

and poetry 


and peace 

in the form of a small

woodland rodent

lies mangled on the floor


she is neither an ordinary cat

nor an ordinary demon

I don't know what she is

but there is no place to hide

from her relentless lifestyle


not even in sleep

which is always a violent scene:

i've got fictional aureate poets

knifing each other

in my dreams

then standing on my chest

screaming for food

            and love 


















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