Put this corduroy cat out,
give her only fish-eyed dirt –
it is moister than green grass,
less porcelain to devour.
Bleed the soft morning air
See eternity throb
Listen, dance, surround joy
Go! Do young night growl –
delicious, ferocious, wet heart.
(Playing around with Magnetic Poetry online. Want to play along? See what you can make with the words above. Only caveat – you have to use all the words. Photo from personal collection.)
One Woman's Quest 