in michigan or minnesota
i
forget which
it’s illegal to serve alcohol to a moose
which may say something about moosekind in general
(a
drunk moose is nothing but cruel)
or maybe speaks more about life in michigan and or minnesota
and maybe it says something about people in a pandemic
the skull numbing finger thumping soul screaming tic-toc of
time wasting
isolation in pandemic lockdown
here kitty-kitty-kitty-kitty
which could explain all the videos on you-tube of cat mazes
cat tea parties, cat fashion shows, fancy cat wine tastings,
cat slings
cat swings and cat catapults
which
would also explain all the lost pet posters
all over the neighborhood, all those runaways hightailing to
a safer space
in the wild, clutches of cats traumatized by pandemic people
scratching out cat refugee camps behind dumpsters of feline freedom
and all those guilt-ridden pet-parents washing their hands
with anti-
viral hand soap but can’t remove the stain can’t remove the
stain can’t remove the stain can’t get clean and going
insane
yes, boredom is a tale told by an
idiot
full of sound and
fury and furry calicos
one tortured creature begets another tortured creature
begets
another
begets
another
and so on, until
enter deux ex machina
in times of great nothingness and
no release
keep your moose on
a leash
posted for the sunday muse