cats
and ants
if not pluralised wouldnt be fourletter words for lots of people
he liked catsloved
cats
they
were one in the same
could be affectionate
werent
he
tolerated ants when he could
but when they crossed him he was
a Titan as when Titans swept mankind away savaged them
ants
that people were
they
surrounded Roberts empty plate at the foot to the porch
a few kibble lay on the concrete apron
to their credit ants are exploitive
imagined in their world waste not want not wasnt an axiom
a dogma
he appreciated that
however appreciative
he still took a broom to themswept them
aside flipped them with his flipflops
THERE then
GONE
holocaust
satisfied like a vanquishing God
he stepped back
into the house
sat at his desk to write letters he had to
his three cats became a barrage at his feeta knot under the desk at his
flipflops
Whadafuck
he
tried to pushed them away with his feethands they were having no part of it
finally
rolled back kicked his flipflops aside
they were on them
oblivious of him
What
The Fuck
cats
ants
an attraction
THEM a 50s film crept into his head
formic acid
Googled
kind
of a catnip silvervine
absolutely
blew him away
following morning
they
were still amused by his shoes
456preferred,
reggaefriday, 3 1. 25
1413, Saturday,
4 1. 25
Steel
Pulse Door of No Return https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlWzKjTc0zg
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