Fleabus, photo from Monday night past, now in dotage, eats too much then won't eat at all, still poops in box but pisses next to it, kidneys drying to raisins, the meds and the special RX food she eats too much then won't eat at all working as well as possible says vet, the cat is eighteen, now going blind too, like the old fuck below, photo from last night, in hat knit by Planet holding the phone with a Fleabus protective case, a gift from Planet
Animals distill into their essence getting older, Fleabus getting sweeter day by day, the fuck below more sideways
BE BRAVE TO THINGS
Be brave to things as long as
As long as
As long as the plot thickens
As long as you hold a tiny universe in your
hand made of stringy oil, cats’ hair,
Of what was once wide.
As it was once as long as, the plot thickens.
Be brave to thinkers in the night, rusted
That has dimension.
As if it were a foot wide
Tall, square, as long as boxes