Friday, August 31, 2012

Looking Down

The cats
were so used to
looking up. They
hunched on their bellies
like hairy doormats
and their eyes turned
like those of animated
bedroom slippers.
So high I stood,
all of my 5 foot 3.
Feeling the pain
of back cramps, I
bend to feed them,
wild animals
somehow brought servile
into my tenderness.


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