I should probably not jinx myself
But Christ almighty!
Who would NOT read a 400 page book about the invention of kitty litter?
In vers libre
Told in the voice of Bugles the cat,
In Greek, with translations!?!?
I translated what he told me and we broke little plates on good writing days and he lapped Ouzo from a bowl
Before litter, he taught me, cats used to “go” outside
They evolved to using socks and hats, bra cups, shoes
He still likes a nice shoe-poop, he says
Bugles and I are wiped however and flying to Quebec for some down time
What will you buy me with your grant, he says, as he folds his rayon slacks-suit, a selection of tees and one good shirt
That alternates polka dots and stripes
Here, I say, chunking him a brush
A bag of mice?
You are disgusting, he says, zipping his case and stalking away, his fat tail twitching
Diamond collar! I call after him and he let’s me rub his fat pink belly
Man, what a day!