Treasure Island

Jefferson Carter

Cat Pose

My mat smells
like cat chow.

As that old song
“Somebody’s Watching You”

doesn’t say, nobody’s
watching you.

Nobody’s watching me
except both cats

napping on their chair
as I return to my breath,

preparing for corpse pose.
My teacher likes

“hospice” as a metaphor
for life. Why maim

each other? We’re all
patients here.

Submitted: Saturday, October 12, 2013
Edited: Saturday, October 26, 2013

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  • Tanya Gupta (4/6/2014 9:28:00 PM)

    this is really a nice poem. keep writing like this. come and read my poems and kindly give ur reveiws (Report) Reply

  • V P Mahur (3/25/2014 5:05:00 PM)

    Dear Sir,
    This is a fact that every body is sick of something or other
    Thanks for nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • Steven Ralph (10/12/2013 3:45:00 PM)

    I like the short a sounds at the beginning and then the long a sounds at the end.

    Corpse, pose, hospice is nice too. Creepy. Has the qualities a dream. Kind of like Poe. (Report) Reply

  • Gulsher John (10/12/2013 1:32:00 PM)

    Ya hospice is a metaphor for life, it's a famous saying here that world is like an Inn and man is a traveller,
    So why one should practice evils...
    A mystery unknown. (Report) Reply

  • Mike Acker (10/12/2013 1:01:00 PM)

    Hospice is a great metaphor for life. If we are not born dysfunctional, or depressed then life events will ensure that we don't stay too happy and too well-adjusted. So, we might as well all just try to get along! That was my understanding.....great flow....smooth....mike (Report) Reply

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