Thank You for Having Me
Adult cats do not meow at each other, only at humans
Anything only for humans makes me a little bit sad like Ziploc bags
Poems are made by humans for aliens and angels
To them we are very loud pets
In a poem one can try on such ideas as if they were a beautiful dress
I very much wish I could afford to buy beautiful dresses w/voluminous
If I can’t figure out how to turn this poem into money I will go to the
I will stand naked and meow at Nordstrom Rack until somebody
At the party you will say I love your dress—where is it from?
It was a gift! I will say From the angels!
A spray of hors d’oeuvres from my wet pink mouth