CATTUS

Your eyes dream closest to my world.
My night resembles fog on wiped blackboards
where old teachings are wiped away for new ones.

My claws have ploughed the sands of a pharaoh’s spine,
I have mewled my name in Latin to peasants and
left my eyes as spears impaling traitors' heads.

See, I hunt and breathe through centuries in bass
like raindrops that crown me with moon in oily puddles,
I, yes I, have fucked the black hag witch of a million darkly nights.

I used to weave the sanguine threads of a hamster’s lowly gizzard
and now in Facebook blue you thread me in a purring machine
with bullshit hieroglyphics on walls I do not know.

I do not know these slaves,
say my name: Cattus,
type your emoticon
share my nature
over yours
over dead
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