Christmas Snacks Poem by Dean Meredith

Yeah so cave and co
Bled their menace
Through my meat grinder
Brain on a hot salt
Rain dripping
Cloud covered
Liberating libatious
Beer soaked
Pizza perfect
Garlic fingered
Almost summer day
But I felt cool
Looked like a
Liquored up has-been
Throne back
From a barred room
Pathetic one hooker
Dance and I land
With a bounce
Like a fat king rat
All belly and whiskers
Tail in tact
Nose pointed
And a quirky
Little alley cat
Invites me home
To share her biscuits
She has me for dinner
I have her for dessert
Then she shows me
Her secret kitty stash
And she looks so cute
With those green almond eyes
And her I've got it walk
And her tail in the air
So I get down
And devour those bones
Sucking the marrow
Licking the best bits
Clean and dry
Then we pause
To develop our crazy smiles
And roll on our backs
And drift off like bats
As though it all was a
Dream of sorts
Where roles get blurred
And positions reversed
And it just don't matter
Who follows or leads
Coz that stuff just
Gets in the way
It's all about the music
And all about the song
And feeling
The words
They say