I have since grown.

farther, soundless, shedding theories
from dull feet caked
and often bundled between sarcastic twigs.

it’s been quite a while, I’ll say.

soft enough to push through wire
and send that telegram
wishing you a birthday forgotten.

you’ll remember, the longer I stay.

running from fraternity, crossing streets
that red bulbs lit without thought
and the simplest strategies.

spotting more gum on concrete.

Cat No. 54 of the 500 Cats Project