Friday, March 20, 2009
the call
her belly is rouning out now, two months left
she looks up at me
tries to conjure up sweet smiles and mews
knowingly, attempts to persuade
the vet hasn't called back
when she does I'll take her in and get her taken care of
kittens and all
in the trash
something reminds me, something intimate
waving it away,
a memory like a fly
what would I do with them?
no, its better this way. the vet said.
so I wait for the call
to take her in
to empty her out.
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