Yes, yes, oh, yes

by January 8, 2014 0 comments

At night she walks her restless cat
on leather leash down black streets

then back, past motels, clubs, shacks,
lets it prowl nighttime sounds —

rat scratch, dog growl, piss splash,
drunk words slurred, slow drum beat,

lover’s moan, a few high screams.

editors note:

A stroll to steal the feline’s senses; it’s cat burglary. – mh

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