Cat Poem by David Michael Jackson

POEM TO MINDY
and there she is
my cat
she demands that my hands
touch her fur and
she demands my
total
attention
she knows she’s the only cat
that matters
that ever mattered.
She knows the cats of Egypt
I sometimes think she was there herself and added that
unknown quality to
the reliefs in the temple walls, for
she is the only cat that ever mattered as she wimpers that
demanding little
raorw

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Angst Poem for Peace It's Too Late Poem by David Michael Jackson

It’s Too Late Tonight

David Michael Jackson

It’s too late tonight
for the bleeding hearts
or the burning stomachs
it’s too late for the cries
of the hungry
for the
shit
to late for the shit
the shit will have to wait
for the boardrooms tomorrow
for the business
decisions
the shit will have to wait for executive decisions
because it’s too late
for the shit
tonight
it’s too late tonight for
compromise, for
reason
but
it’s early enough for hope
but
it’s early enough to try
anyway
will you try with me
says Mr. Rogers
will you try with me
for peace
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