My cat says, "I need neither freedom nor terror."
My cat is a terrorist and a patriot.My cat is both alive and dead.
The bomb at the fatal moment,
both detonated and dud.
He comports himself with wisdom and whimsy,
wit and deference. My cat is cheeky,
checks himself, though not often
before he wrecks himself. His logic is circular,
he does not chase his tail, rather the space
between himself and his tail. My cat says,
"Space, I am your boundless victim."
My cat says, "I hate water, but I love