No need for prying eyes
or light
or awareness of time
on the inside
of a box
so a cat pokes
a curious nose
at what may be
its (or his or her)
last experience
I have my blue polo shirt
pulled over my head
& am on my hands & knees
w/ a gun to my temple
in the parking lot
of my apartments
begging to come home
after a long day
Science has shown
that while you remember
clearly
the day she
(or he or it)
left you
you may not remember
what color
shirt
you were wearing
so your mind
will put you
in a blue shirt
to complete
the picture
No need
for prying eyes
inside a box
where not even
the cat
gets to write
its (or his or her)
ending but
everything ends
just the same.
