Stoneman the Cat
Ten mama birds – pelicans,
flying in formation, following daddy.
Sitting on the rocks
is Stoneman the Cat.
Watching for fish,
sniffing for ravens,
brunettes are his favorite dish.
Ah, you green-eyed little fiend,
my friend, have some burger,
strut your tail.
Primordial predatory animal,
grey goatee – jump up on the table
you purr like a Harley.
You nuzzle on my pen –
I'm trying to write, cat!
While you wanna sleep on my arm.
Dream well, paisan.
-Will Dockery (1999)
Friday, October 1, 2021
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