Cydniey Buffers (cydniey) wrote,
Cydniey Buffers

another damn poem


little black
all of feathers
with a bad
limp and a
lame wing
made her home
in our
braving the cats
picking at
and eating worms
out of my
i made her
a nest
and she bounced
from it to
the mulberries
the cats
cuddled her

when the death
throes started
he came to
wake me
i held her
until she stopped
and then i cried
now i go
out to smoke
i look for
the black ball
but she's not
there anymore
she's buried under
Tony the tree
and the cats
sit on her
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