Nice Things

It's been 9 days since I was so curtly informed that I am violating my rental lease by having 3 cats, and will have to leave within 60 days. At first, I was really mad and overwhelmed by the obnoxious truth that I have once again been outright lied to and taken advantage of by people who are supposed to be somewhat professional at what they do. These idiots signed a lease with me 2 years ago, and I paid my 3 pet deposits for 3 cats. They know it, and I know it. But now, for some reason, they are suddenly insisting that they never allowed more than one cat, & that I must be mistaken, & that my deposits were all for one cat. Really? Did we not have the conversations that I remember? Of course, the cuckoo who walked me through the paperwork & arranged for the pet deposits to be paid over 3 months has been fired from the company, so there goes my alibi, & I have nothing in writing. How convenient. And, according to one eyewitness hallucination, 6 cats have been seen in my apartment recently. Wow! I guess I sort of starting mocking the situation at that point, since it was definitely veering off into Absurdism. (And this was also the precise moment when I knew that they were worthless sacks of poo. Such class.) Like I said, it was just a lot to deal with so abruptly. There I was, hopelessly arguing with a dip-shit on the phone, knowing that they knew that I knew that they knew... LIARS! But, it seems that I have become my own sort of professional at dealing with this kind of commonplace B.S., because here it is, just a wink later & Ed & I have just signed a lease on a fantastic house! Take that! Hmph! Now we'll both have our own studio, a library, & a really beautiful backyard in which we plan to host many moonlight gatherings. We CAN have nice things.

Poetry I Made

So, I spend a lot of time looking at words. This is not necessarily reading. Mostly, I'm looking for images to use in collages, & the words just happen to be lurking around in my peripheral vision. Sometimes, with all of this rapid paging, a short story forms. The words often come from several different books, so the subject dances around like that. I'll eventually get the words together, & make cut-up poetry. Would you like to read a few?

1

indoor rubber plant greenery
blossomed and such exotic scented
dolls
became popular for their poisonous
forget-me-not shades and designs
and They sugared them in Their gardens
with the painted roses,
and heaped flowers
onto Their once loved daughters
to see who spotted good
snakes
and who did not

2

He carries his tail behind him
Like the cape of Dracula

3

He reverses the fortunes
of lions for his pleasure
and is lulled to sleep by
a thunderbolt

4

The very winding path
took them to the
many different colours
each one Fair and sweet

5

he rubs himself
like a voodoo worshiper
with vaudeville baboon fingers
magic is a slow part-time job
prophetic at best
his spent ghost
stained the floor

6

I wished, as a bandit,
in an inhuman, shepherd tongue
my blood evil and wild
I desired to be holy again.
imprisoned in a night spirit
of discord and fury
my ladders against the earth
i put up the signs of Death.