Marc Carver’s most recent poem to appear here was Dead Drunk (August 2011).
Cat
By Marc Carver
I look down at the pavement
There is a coat on the ground.
Then it starts to move
Even though there is no wind.
Then it gets up
And becomes
A cat.
There is a coat on the ground.
Then it starts to move
Even though there is no wind.
Then it gets up
And becomes
A cat.
Beautiful
HAHA Cute.