Friday, November 16, 2012

Mister Mittens

black cat I don't know
drops onto my head
it's gotta be 4am
claws flex into my scalp
broken dream fever
unable to breathe
night feels 79 hrs long
not my cat nor my house
not my bed not even my pillow
hair and dander drift and mutter
particulate blanket clogs
deep cat groans let me know
and again with the claws
gasping then choking
now a face pounce
gawd something's wrong
nowhere else to crash
in this one-night house
al sacked out on the couch
snoring loud

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