Dónall Dempsey

Veteran Poet - 1,356 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

A Word In Your Shellhole! (For Lyn) - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

“The trouble
with you humans is...”

said the cat

“...speaking as a cat
that is...is...

“...is...your god damn
human-centred epistemological view of things.”

To think
I had just fed him!

And now

“You think the sun
shines out of your derriere
my son! ”

“And that, in my humble opinion
(as a cat)

is where
you go wrong! ”

“I blame your bloody mindedness
& your bloody pronouns…me! ”

(Oh great not only a talking cat
but with a Yorkshire accent)

“I...this! ”

“I...that! ”

are all
me...me...me! ”

A one note samba! ”

I was speechless
the kitty foil tray still in my hand! ”

“Now, if...let’s see
you could see

a tree how a tree
sees itself

you wouldn’t treat it
as just any old thing! ”

“To you everything
(and this to me is the human disease)
is just that

...a thing! ”

“Just things
a prop in the play

starring you
as your Self! ”

“Yet to a tree(say)
you are just another thing

(an annoying bloody thing)

from a tree’s
point of view

you are
a demon! ”

“Speaking(as a cat)
which I am &
proud of it

from what
I’ve seen

I fear I feel I find I’d have to
agree with him! ”

things! ”

“You guys are
something else! ”

“But one day
our day will come

& cats & trees & things
will be...kings! ”

“Today, it’s yours! ”

“Tomorrow...ours! ”

a nice human! ”

I finally string 2 words in edgeways!

“There are no…nice...humans! ”
spat the cat

its hair standing up
as if electrocuted.

“Yeah! ”
said the dirty bread knife

(which had waited all the night to be washed)

gazing eagerly at
my soft oh too venerable flesh.

“Yeah! ”
said the open fire

openly flaring up
and waving the Red flag

...spitting out sparks.

“Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! ”
said everything & anything.

Things were looking bad.

“I gotta stop
taking this diabetic medication! ”

I mutter to

wondering about my insulin levels

and needing to pee.

Comments about A Word In Your Shellhole! (For Lyn) by Dónall Dempsey

  • (4/11/2008 1:05:00 PM)

    Oh, how I am laughing! I haven't read anything this funny since...well, since the wind ripped off you hat and went dancing with it! You are just so off the wall, and you tickle me fancy...now, you leave me fancy alone, you hear me..I am NOT just a thing, to be triffled with by a mere human (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 11, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, May 12, 2008

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