Saturday, April 20, 2013

kidnapping a starving cat

You know what I miss, he said
she couldn't hear him with the waves crashing up against the rocks
left tumbled down like some old girl's hair
put up for too long
when still wet
now left to god's erosive nature

Being landlocked was what she missed
not worrying about those old monster movies
where things come crawling out of the abyss

But there is always an abyss, no matter where you go,he said
with doom voice
When my grandparents died, I felt like I was falling without a net,
She said
He nodded, trying to find a pattern in the ocean,
trying to decide if the tide was coming or going
People go like the tide, he said,
Only they never come back in,
at least not on the same shore.

I wonder what she'll do, she said
and her eyes catching up to the black space where
a shooting star had been
A meteoroid, she thought
Of course she was talking about Amy,
who was just a voice on the phone
but looked like the waitress at Denny's did
twenty years ago

She'll probably call, he said
and we'll answer and say what cat?

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