Sunday, April 29, 2012

Weakly Kitten

Your disposition, weakly kitten,
exposed by razor and by knife
stapled shut and stitched to health
through groggy, chemical night
does something more than make me sad
Your glossy eyes without a fight
send '84 shivers down my spine
I plead, forgive this unnatural sight
captive in your con'ed collar
but trust my species knows what's right