I am at the edge of

Saturday night

my friends are

upstairs getting

ready

Formating

they are girls

so it

could take a

while.

on

There is a cat

here

on this porch

perched in its

quiet corner

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the cat and I

could be amigos

we both like:

electronic music

my friends

(all the cats round

here like gringos)

we’ve got

this space

in common

is

but there’s an important

difference

between us too

<  3

the cat waits

like a stalker

licking its

balls

into submission

and waiting for

whatever

may come

scurrying from

the night

terrible

I’ve got two

hands available.

so

Seen some older

cats round these shores

that know how to

surf and dance

the salsa

here

cool dudes

without a $

to go anywhere

but the bars

and the

clubs.

are 

Don’t get me wrong

ain’t easy

getting by

as a cat

in this world of

three-legged

dogs

some

but the saddest part

is that

when the fiesta is

over

I go back to my

real life

but for them

this is

home

words

the song goes

on and on

and on and

on

to

which begs the question:

what are they partying

from?

fill

If I return

again some day

they won’t know

me

but I will know

them

the

further back

at the bar

a little older

but still

waiting for their

catnip

and their

milk

///

perched

where the music

doesn’t play so

loud

space

quiet

can you hear it?

our friends

are coming

down the

stairs

 = )