the sunday muse #174

 

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

  

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