Cats and God

There are times

while smoking a cigarette

I think about cats

orange furballs

and their vampire teeth

God seems like a

whimsical designer

throwing tantrums,

designing avant garde

Persian cats and other Squibbles

for the fall collection

then breaking down and

calling Alley-cats

the Devil’s handiwork

for it smells of the masses

but I know He secretly

likes them

for their raw commoner appeal

and wayward ways.

He spies on them

in His lunch hours and

wears a navy blue

trenchcoat

camouflaging His

mysterious ways.

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