sometimes a guy just needs a beer ::
tail up

tail up
purr
walk the dinner party legs
brush figure-of-infinity
stroke me

watching the myriad
lean down
claw slashed
blood

no not that
not stroke
stroke me
don't

there's an unfed
a hunger
the slashing
there's a block

my legs are purred
i know the tale
i stand away

my legs are purred
i know the tale
i hold away

my legs are purred
i know the tale

but the persistence
the persistence

my legs are purred
my hands bleed

sod the fucking cat

image: poem

2K7:9

arts & ego
dish dosh
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image: set Hear

beer & poetry
white the train
i am the air
not ten
such fur to stroke
no
cliché
i am hit
it's not an alien axe
i've seen denied
if i pounce these
so
image: uses powerful language tail up




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