On Saturday, a Bushwick cat
Severed an earbud cable that
For months, Maggie, in Cobble Hill,
Had not once taken for a tail.
By Sunday, after being replaced,
The wire acquired a better taste,
Suggesting rumors spread by felines
Follow, like us, the L and G lines.
Trusting they'll heal, some people, too,
Take tips on who they might bite through,
A shocking but short-lived sensation;
Others just strip the insulation,
And bring each other what they kill:
Menage à trois with the third rail.
This may be my favorite so far. A great combo of humor and truth without resorting to melodrama. And the meter is right on. And cats are awesome.
ReplyDeleteI like this. I find rhyme so difficult. I especially like the rhyme of "felines" and "G lines."
ReplyDeletemodder n unders
ReplyDeleteat ready en swat
g'dam dem meece
gone gonna git caught