late Sunday night

keeping a good eye on
my cat’s wily activities
there are many distractions
and he is a symbol of that
looking for cords to attack
balls of paper, shadows,
noises that startle and
make you jump a mile
into the sky
he is the most hilarious
person in the house
and when I leave
he keeps the place
on my mind
today cut grass for
both yards
tall tall grass
that makes the mower
shudder in fear
turn your black shoes
green
laundry tumble dries
after an argument
an argument can be
such madness
what will happen next
I don’t know
I prefer to break up the
hell of work and trust
my heart and be daring
you have that
or you have death
yeah, I mean,
you could be walking dead
and not know it