February 15, 2011

  • Chill

    that cat scratched you, boy
    she watched infinity on TV, looked up
    and you believed her
    she tied your hands, stole your speech
    plowed you under
    and blind, groping for your place in line

    cat turned tail on a dime
    purring "a pity you hate your world"
    while by licking
    and sticking hot flowers on windows
    she decorates hers

    there you are, little boy
    left stunned still in the snow
    your speechless drunken prayers failing, falling
    freezing down

    yeah, that cat gave you fever
    and this is the chill

     

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