Glass’s
Ginsberg
ends
there—something enters the room
caresses my leg
friendly—nothing
eighteen months ago
three kittens arrived and frenzied
Houdini had vanished
the first was long–haired beautiful
naughty Miss Demeanour
pest and miniture scamp
teenage trip–you Not!
nervous gentle Jinj
adept night hunter
— months —
Not! was road bone–broken
for all their lives complete
i had to move them
old Madam’s asleep in the kitchen
my ankle’s brushed goodbye
loss
thanks cat
good luck
see ya