these concrete walls weren't made for you and me

these concrete walls weren't made for you and meeeeeeeeeeeee

if cats could talk if cats could talk if cats could talk

o’malley pleased me with ancient tremblors
stirred cream in secret crevices
depapered my wall

his lazy keys banged a tarantella story
a potential disney masterpiece
at every corner

his arched back was an unending broken prowl
a daydream long forgotten
ferns and vines

semaphoric interpretive sniff
one inch from the point of tears
or howls

all along collecting whiskered trophies
a lonely dinner for one
the secret life of cogs