the ends of our sentences
anchored with question marks
the cat raiding the panty drawer
the plant trembles above the root
every time the two of us together
after the hundred days of
dispute
#katyamills
the ends of our sentences
anchored with question marks
the cat raiding the panty drawer
the plant trembles above the root
every time the two of us together
after the hundred days of
dispute
#katyamills
the saddest day
gave way
when the cat came home
to elation
got off work early
watched birds by binocular
tacos and coke
we made love
fell asleep to maurice ravel
nine inch nails and
the smiths
#katyamills
whistling and searching
they got they arm cut up and belly slashed
that’s how the cat
tells you he’s not coming
home
#katyamills
the landlady gathered up the law, some paper and lies, tied them together like a bundle of black flowers then sprung upon them. the RDA of stress doubled. one morning they heard her walking up the hall toward them in the little room. they pulled their favorite jeans like second skin up and over the kneecaps. they squinted and came up on their toes. perked up their senses as best they could. out of the fires of passion and creation comes frequent destruction. to dissipate the pain they endured by painstaking measures to avoid scrutiny, they smoked some weed. capillary action in the eye. you better get out of here, she shouted through the door. you and your cat. you cannot stay! #katyamills
my cat waits on the balcony. all night he waits. in the mornings he waits. scanning the sky. swishing his tail. one day all of this intense focus and patience will end with a bird. in mouth.
#katyamills
years after the rescue my tiger finally lets me gaze into his eyes
#katyamills
i let the paper fall
scarred by a sudden memory
touch the silver lotus
with a laugh from no source i
ring the cup with a
spoon. cat with no tail
hidden in the hedge
by the rail i am talking
to myself to know i exist
the day will give a little
like cream softens coffee
she always got somethin
to give
#katyamills
hiding under blankets
listen to momma liquefy
oats ice bananas
green and brown eyes with
coffee spaced out super
perdidos obsessed by
birds #katyamills
blondy and the black cat
brothers contemplative for hours
on this high balcony
only a mouthful of feathers
will end the procession
of cans
#katyamills
i was stretching my wrist out
twirling the cat on the sushi roll
round and round and round
a random day off. the work
was slowly killing me one screen
at a time. you told me when
you closed your eyes and listened
to me typing you thought of all the
crazy shit must be going through
my mind #katyamills