augury doggerel

Thursday, June 20, 2002


I am chopping hands through our cat this morning, separating extra flesh from bone, peeling pelt from neck to tail, splaying her toes and watching mechanical claws emerge, pulling back gums and imitating growl and hiss, pumping her lungs and working a purr if I hold her neck just so and squeeze. This is how I roll her gray third eyelids from sleep and crawl under fur. She loves me for this, squints reptilian, then bites and lets blood when she�s had enough. The woman is next. Here are her toes separating.


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