I sometimes think that we
should never have domesticated cats.
Decorative fur throws all, but beneath
the veneer of tame animal
the claw, the hunt, the profound
urgency of protecting the home
against all foes. This last primal
trigger has blossomed everywhere
within our own monkey culture.
EasyD has us worked up beyond
endurance. Sanctuary meaningless.
The fire looms in the background.
Uranium, okay, it’s a thing.
It’s a really bad thing that is bad.