01-13-2026, 12:10 AM
(01-12-2026, 02:50 PM)rayheinrich Wrote:
My cat, her magic tail becomes a foot.
As she begins to dance: pentameter!
My fucking hand has cat food on its thumb;
The smell of it, like decomposing fish.
Forgot and licked it now it's on my tongue!
I knew one day that it would come to this:
My breath a carbon copy of my cats',
My psyche merged into my feline kin.
Now I can't get that image off my tongue
(01-12-2026, 11:06 AM)wasellajam Wrote: More cats, sorryperfect IP and excellently drawn story
Last call at the Sunset Grill
Abandoned tabby siblings frolicked loose
along the river, begging tavern scraps.
The waitress popped up with a cardboard box,
to our surprise both willing abductees
just curled themselves together for a nap.
Serenity named Mister Bond for Gramps,
her older sister Harm named Jasper next.
Arriving home they quickly settled in,
displaying manic teenaged energy;
they zoom and skid across the kitchen floor,
the entry rug's displaced by sliding paws.
They plot and stalk our timid calico
and barely show respect for our old man,
they hide behind the curtained shower door
to pounce upon an unsuspecting chump.
Our peaceful home is now a raging zoo
with flying cats who land with reckless aim,
our guests are known to duck and shield their heads.
Beware decisions made without a thought.

