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. 59 of the 500 Cats Project