He heard and said, "I see."
He saw and said, "I hear you."
He liked what he had done,
but said, "Don't do as I do."

-------------------Can I drive?--------------------------
                              De­ath asked
                                and got into the car
                                ahead of her
                              She didn't answer
                           but took the wheel
                      as usual
                  Music? Death suggested,
            pointing to the radio
       with his skeletal hand
       but she paid no attention
        driving up the on-ramp
           and picking up speed
                 You still have chocolate
                       on your chin,
                              Death lied
                                   She turned the
                                          rear-view mirror
                                              to check her face -
                                                That is when
                                               Death
                                          grabbed
                                  the                          
                    wheel

Was that a soft step?
In the darkness, a creaking?
No,
         now it is still.

I watched her carefully stepping
   across the top of the back fence
     avoiding the yard between
       my no-feline yard
        my yard where Chaos once patrolled
        my unsafe yard where Tallulah felt unwelcome

       Softly, silently, she steps with velvet soft paws    
      crossing all the way
     then leaps
    out
    of
    sight
     into the
      Watson's yard
         Watson's safe yard
              Watson's yard of welcome  

                          I wish she would stay
                                            long enough
                                                    to enjoy
                                                   the sun
                                               and finally
                                          be brave

                            Here, kitty
                        Here, Tallulah
                           Chaos has
                                   been dead
                                             for
                                                       two
                                                                ­   years
                                                        ­                         now --
                                                              ­     Give me another chance

Lo, pray to Him in gloaming
When day has bid farewell
As men have ceased their roaming
When angels come to dwell

He is our Holy Sentry
He is the watchful Eye
In Him is granted entry
In Him, all fear must die

Lo, pray to Him at first light
When sights again are true
As men are granted new sight
Give thanks for life anew

You say I don't care?
What do you know of caring?
I say you don't care.