Poem, Cat, Wall, That Particular Stare
A Rank For Observation
April 10, 2024
after seven regrets in zero stages
we find Colonel Mustard Pants in shock
tracking non-existent motion
tail fluffed, pupils blown, insistent
not that we pay attention to their disarray
but simply that something, oh gods
something is there, and it’s horrifying
but also potentially edible
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