poetry by j matthew waters

diary of a gravedigger

I have this cat in a bag with no intentions
of ever letting out
lest I be ridiculed or bullied about

it’s nothing remotely earth-shattering
but it’s private and I’ve
considered burying it one last time
but when opening the bag
he gives out this god-awful sound
that only a mother could love

of course I release him to the wild
praying we’ll meet up again
one day

august two thousand seventeen
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4 thoughts on “diary of a gravedigger

  1. don’t hurt that kitty cat, I’m watching 😉

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