7-27-16 One Coat

 •One Coat• 

I am not a cat

I do not have nine lives 

I have one coat 

It's dirty and slowly decomposing, but it's all I have 

So why do I act like a cat? 

Walking on four paws jumping from fence to fence 

Not afraid of falling off into the abyss of the alleyway 

I strut and scare off passing mice on the ground below me 

Flicking my paws and whipping my tail 

Wild dogs lurking in the shadows behind trash cans and dark sleeping houses

Teeth jutting out of their dripping crooked jaws ready to bite 

But I walk care free and strong on the fences beside the alleyway

The moon shining on my dirty and scraggly coat

I take another step and slip into the dark behind a trash can landing on all fours

The wild dogs smell my rusting coat and crawl with their backs curled 

Swiping and dragging their claws on the alleyway concrete

Screeches fill the night air 

No one is around to hear

After the dogs pick me to the bone, I lie alone in the alleyway regretting my mistaken step on the fence above 

I am not a cat

I do not have nine lives

I have one coat 

But I've ruined the skin on my bones 

I'm pale and skinny

My spine popping out of my back 

My collar bones confidently rising next to my throat 

Proud to live in a body that never eats

Proud to live in a body that never removes the covers from her rotting body

All her bones make center stage 

Ready to strike a confident pose But her skin falls behind tripping on the steps

I'd like to be a cat

I'd like to have nine lives

Multiple coats

Another one to ruin

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