by Terd Macchio
Her cat is blind, as in,
he has no God damn eyes.
He just sits in her living room
caterwauling at enigmatic shadows
that simply are not there.
I like him.
Black with patches he's
gangly like me and boney
like your grandmother in
the last days of her life.
She was blind too, wasn't she?
I like him more than her.
Terd Macchio is a lover, not a figher. Find his credits at www.okcupid.com/profile/Cattatostrophe.
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