Wednesday, April 9, 2014

the hunger

I set
a dish out
for the cat.
a shallow
saucer of milk
for her
midnight snack.
but she
wanted nothing
to do with
it. so I opened
up a tin
of sardines
and set one beside
the bowl,
this too, was
of interest
to her.
I tried, chicken
and tuna,
no response.
she only wanted
one thing,
and that was
out the door
where she moaned
in ecstasy
to be released
to find love
out on the streets.
a hunger
of a different
sort.

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