Cat! ! Astroph! ! ! E

the cat
peed in
my Dad's hat

my Dad wasn't
particularly pleased
with that

he shouted: 'Oi! No! Oh! '
'Stop! '
'****...cat! '

the cat answered back
'Me? How?. . .
Spittttttt! Hissssssss! '

my Dad said:
'That's that!
that cat...

...has got
to go! '
we said: ' Noooooooooooo! '

the cat said:
'Exactly......
when ya gotta go ya gotta go! '

My Dad said:
'It's either that cat...
or me! '

*

we still have
the cat
now that Dad's gone

we still miss
Daddy
...sometimes

but mostly
we laugh
with the cat!

Watch me as I'm dreaming
shortened breath and fear
inside my head I'm screaming
since she left me lying here

I'm trying to recover
to become a man once more
poor broken hearted lover
feeling rotten to the core

Praying to the heavens
for redemption of my soul
I'm at sixes and at sevens
as I fall into a hole

Darkness is my traitor
yet I treat it as a friend
goodbye and see you later
I think I'm going round the bend

How many mountains must I climb
To catch a glimpse of sunrise.
How many boulders must I move
To clear a path to my doorway.
And how many rivers must I ford
To leave this gloom behind me.
ljm

No one ached when I died
On a dusty August morning in the swelter of the sun
They buried me in blue jeans and my coffin had a crack
A chip along the edges matched the blood along the tracks

Family preceded me; there was no one left to cry
But a single solemn woman, hidden in the back
Shed a single shiny tear; and only one to be exact

No waterfalls or bowing heads, no crowd to see me go
No burning candle vigils and no midnight serenade
I marched the gates of life and death, alone but unafraid

No one ached when I died
No questions or suspicions from the folks around the town
There were no weeping faces or a grand old death parade
Just a digger and a preacher; lowered slowly in the grave