Cavalcade

by Matt Dennison

 

half grey
half fuzzy
kinda rough
said the cat
to her self
so close to
its burial the
heart with blue
thumbs on a knife
welcoming all the
crows about her
little french face
concealed in the
salt-sleep of this
bad bad dying,
all the rooms
in the house
suddenly in
one room

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