ROMANTICATS (ode to Ludo)                                                                                

Black cat runs up a tree; seems to have seen or

sensed a bird that was meant to be hunted down,

even though the hunter has just been called inside,

that time of day, and has duly fed on cat mush from a

plastic pouch. Didn’t quite hit all the spots. Not a

lot to say about tha...

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CHANGING TRACKS                                                           96

Must I change now the track I took,

so many years gone, step aside to let the

pack lurch on, sweet health oozing from

every pore, always pushing, being pushed,

asking more of every pliant limb, every

pumping cell? I can tell it is the time, I

hear the bell and a number that I somehow

know is mine...

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