johnny case Poems
The huge corsage of mums
Was a cruel joke
The senior boys pinned on
Glori who nevertheless
Wore it with pride
On her graduation death-gown
(from Quintet for a Murdered Outcast)
I have been called a cat, but I am not really that!
neither feline nor canine
I also do not belong where you
would lump me with the species humine
so ghastly well known for its unkind deeds
known for spoiling all the world.
if you are among so called humankind...
mostly I stay where you seldom see me
high in the mountains, a Llama grazing in peace.