Cats

i opened my back door , lured them in with tuna fish

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i watch the pussies from the island in the kitchen 

pawing to get back out…

one of the cats darts off

the other is too late 

i grab its neck                           then add it to the pile 

earlier there were five cats 

now there’s one 

…

zero* 

…child’s play 

wOw that was nostalgic. feel like i’m a little kid again!

(see, i have feelings) 

…

i front porch a cigarette

brooding

the cats were a fun little snack but  

i want a meal 

i see my neighbor, the cougar, jogging past…

she thinks i’m an extremely flamboyant effeminate gay man, (very disarming)

i yell “heyay gurrl!” 

she smiles, takes off her earbuds  

jogs up to me “what’s up, john”

“o, so hot, girl. mmm!” i say, pointing at her stupid jogging outfit

she asks if i’ve seen her Sparkles. 

…shiny grey cat like some handcuffs, right?

...yeah, kinda

as a matter of fact i have,

when i opened my door a minute ago it ran inside. i was going to find it after my cigarette. wanna come? 

oh that’s great news, she says, yay, let’s go! 

FaBuLoUs!,

i rub my weenus’ in excitement and 

she follows me in 

we look around but can’t find the cat…

i know the house doesn't look like much but i've got a very large basement, i tell her 

nice, she says, as i lead her down the steps

and 

into my dungeon we go!

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