we only have two cats now
over the years
we must have had thirty!
now, we are too old..

they are a lot of work
it is a myth
their independence, i mean..
no doubt

she will conceal another
under her jumper
with an ominous smile-say,
look what i found..

i´m afraid of failure
i sent a poem off to  the
how is your father-
it took them six months to answer-

with a single line-
(they were busy..)
don´t call us-
we will call you-it said-i
had forgotten..

i picked up my things
and headed for the door
malicious eyes everwhere..
picked up my automatic
and hit the street..