Treasure Island

A.j. Binash

(04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

Cats Belong in Copenhagen


Innocence relinquished
An Alley-Cat
Of their burden
To remain sober.

During mid-day
One heard them sing
Newspaper headlines.

Downtown.
Near the yellow taxis
And Post Office.

The Alley-Cat
Was paid a quarter
For each note
Sung on key.

With the quarters
They purchased whiskey.

That dripped from their whiskers
Into a pothole
Next to a sewer grate.

The Fat-Cats
Walked past.
Smiled.
Whispered pity
Under their breath.

But the Alley-Cat
Continued.

A drunken minstrel!
High off their innocence.


So the quarters kept coming
Along with the pity.

Submitted: Friday, October 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013

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