Saturday, August 6, 2016


No one knows my species.
I’ve no identity.
Scholars have done theses
on the possibility

that I’m a one-time hiccup
in the scheme of things (if that).
Others seem to want to think
my DNA reads ‘cat.’

I seem to have a human mind
and face, with such expression
as extends to human beings
the collective strong impression

that I'm somehow one of you.
I hope this isn’t true.
I can’t believe the awful things
you say and think and do!

Autonomous and parent-less
(I knew no mom or dad),
so what if I’ve no provenance?
You know, I think I’m glad.


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