Zero at the bone
The dark looniness
of your leaping
worries me
no pause to reflect
furry paws
outspread
food comfort sleep
combine in
strange parentheses
(just like the town
they found you in
dodging
post-Xmas traffic)
beating up
poor Smudge
before you’d met us
even
now hounding
Otis
forgiving? maybe
needy
certainly
roving emblem
of desire
claws outspread
(12-15/3/08)
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This poem first appeared in the anthology below:
Our Own Kind: 100 New Zealand poems about animals. Ed. Siobhan Harvey (Auckland: Godwit, 2009): 67-68.
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