Cats

i opened my backdoor and lured them in with tunafish

*

i watch the cats from the island in the kitchen

they’re pawing at the sliding glass door

mewling

awww

they want back out

one of the cats darts off

the other is too late

i grab its neck then i add it to the pile

earlier there were five cats

now there’s one

*

zero.

child’s play

wow that was nostalgic. feel like i’m a little kid again!

*

i smoke a cigarette on my porch

brooding

the cats were a fun little snack but  

i want a meal

i see my neighbor, the cougar, jogging past

fucking whore

she thinks i’m an extremely effeminate gay man, (very disarming)

i yell “heyay gurrl!”

she smiles, takes off her earbuds  

jogs up to me and says “what’s up john”

“o, so hot, girl. mmm!” i say pointing at her stupid jogging outfit

i invite her inside for a drink

she follows me in, asking if i’ve seen her Sparkles.

…shiny grey cat like some handcuffs, right?

...yeah

as a matter of fact i have,
when i opened my door a minute ago it ran in and down the stairs into my basement. i was going to felch it out after my cigarette. want to help me find it?

oh that’s great news, she says, yay, let’s go!

she follows me in

and

into my dungeon we go!