4.12.05

sad cat

in here bound
stuck to the ground
too heavy and full of kibble
and catfish

birds soar mockingly
flit with their light bones just
beyond the glass
across the grass

i could have caught them once
leaped like cousin panther high
but now i am fat
static, pat

dragged down by domesticity
and satisfaction
bleached of kitten colourful
antics by the hard sun of time

the warm carpet
is sad solace
i won't be ridiculous
and try