Dead Cat & the Cabinet of Doctor Caligari

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Walking home drunk & burying a cat

Submitted: July 13, 2012

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Submitted: July 13, 2012



Walking down Broadway with Justin in silence, drunk after too much whiskey
I had to restrain myself from talking about the orange of streetlights
& how they'd swing our shadows around their feral halos on the cement.
Watching him watch his feet fall on the sidewalk I wanted to put my arm
around his shoulders & kiss him on the eyes as a reward for having absolutely no use for me.
In front of our crooked house a dead cat is left in the gutter looking unnatural & the corpse
of a palm tree remains.

We considered the cat as Justin took his phone out for a picture.
We have to bury it,” he said. “We can't let the children see.”

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